16:59:45: Package picked up by Iggy Starlord
16:59:46: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson).  A wonderful breakfast.  "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover.  @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) mused, "Why ruin a good thing?  I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery."  @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) took their time, looking at the myriad of packages currently traversing the universe as well as the armaments at their disposal.  "Ah, that's the one.  I'm here already."  @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) put on their favorite guilty pleasure of a song on an audio device, and hummed along, out of tune, as they laid down a multi-celled rocket launcher in the middle of the street on a hefty tripod.  @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) to come running down the road, package in tow.  "I know this one.  Never been able to handle their Zygerian Rum.  They won't be able to handle this either."  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) came into view.  @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism.  Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) had just left.  "What?  How?"  As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) barely heard @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!"  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
17:11:27: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) has taken the precaution of wrapping that entire entry-way with barbed wire.  The only issue with barbed wire in this day and age is that once spotted, it can be avoided.  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) activates their shield generator which creates a kinetic field of energy around their body, and it successfully severs most of the barbed wire.  Limping, @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) manically runs after @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord)'s grenades, losing a leg.  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
18:03:21: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt.  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) continues their delivery.
19:04:17: @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) is on a roll, carving a violent swathe through everything in their path when they enter a crossroads.  Dangerous territory.  A field of Space Bastards, but @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) lets loose a volley of grenades while igniting their rocket boots, soaring over the carnage below.  One failed attempt.  Two.  Three.  Four.  Each attempted theft of the package raises @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord)'s adrenaline.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord).  "Not today, my friend."  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
20:01:25: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) misses their double-fisted pistol shots.   A sad attempt involving a total of 24 rounds fired at @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord).  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) resumes delivery of their package.
21:20:39: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) stumbles into their own trap:  a hole dug in the ground full of Ixyotik Death Wasps meant to ensure @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord)'s destruction.  Instead @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
22:28:32: @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) is on a roll, carving a violent swathe through everything in their path when they enter a crossroads.  Dangerous territory.  A field of Space Bastards, but @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) lets loose a volley of grenades while igniting their rocket boots, soaring over the carnage below.  One failed attempt.  Two.  Three.  Four.  Each attempted theft of the package raises @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord)'s adrenaline.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord).  "Not today, my friend."  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
23:28:38: There are automatic rifles and there are these.  The GZNKA tank killer is surprisingly light as @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) hefts it on their shoulder.  The rounds are known to puncture holes two feet wide through heavy ship armor, and are held in a backpack and fed via sling.  It is this reason alone that @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) has used it, targeting @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord)'s ship as it races across the horizon.  However, @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord)'s ship is not only retrofitted with two meter thick armor, but also an electronic shielding system.  @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco)'s rounds do find their way through the shields, but only make it one foot into the armor.  @peepso_user_42(Iggy Starlord) dips their ship, skirting past @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) and giving them third degree thruster burns across half of their body.
01:14:46: Package delivered by Iggy Starlord for $160,000