05:43:57: Package picked up by Mercer Pompadour
05:43:58: @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) 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_140(Mercer Pompadour) smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) 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_140(Mercer Pompadour)'s adrenaline.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour).  "Not today, my friend."  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) 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.
06:00:03: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) ran by below.  Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger.  It was a miss.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
07:00:36: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) ran by below.  Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger.  It was a miss.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
08:00:36: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) ran by below.  Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger.  It was a miss.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
09:00:38: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) continues their delivery.
10:00:36: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson).  A wonderful breakfast.  "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) mused, "Why ruin a good thing?  I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery."  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) 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_7(Blaylock Samson) 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_7(Blaylock Samson) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) 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_140(Mercer Pompadour) came into view.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism.  Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) had just left.  "What?  How?"  As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) barely heard @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!"  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
11:00:36: @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) 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_140(Mercer Pompadour) smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) 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_140(Mercer Pompadour)'s adrenaline.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour).  "Not today, my friend."  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) 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.
12:00:36: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) continues their delivery.
13:00:35: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) 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_140(Mercer Pompadour) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) 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_140(Mercer Pompadour) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) manically runs after @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour)'s grenades, losing a leg.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
13:33:33: The wonderful thing about lasers, although expensive, is their ability to slice entirely through a surface and sever.  @peepso_user_140(Mercer Pompadour) rounds a corner and only has a split second to see a blinding red light, before being decapitated by a slicingly accurate laser blast from @peepso_user_118(Bacon Moo).  The package rolls to their feet.  "Parcel transferred."  @peepso_user_118(Bacon Moo) resumes delivery of the stolen package.
13:43:57: Package delivered by Bacon Moo for $200,000