14:41:43: Package picked up by Wulfrien Helgial
14:41:44: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) after a failed package theft attempt.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes on their way.
15:00:07: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) does not normally mourn death.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) is accustomed to the loss of those they meet, in one capacity or another.  But that last death.  A split second of @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) thinking about it meant they were a split second too late on the trigger as @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) emerged from the parking garage, package in tow.  The shot missed.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) dove, taking a shot mid-air.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) was not thinking about human connection, unlike @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson).  This is arguably why @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) was shot in the gut.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes their delivery, package in tow.
16:00:01: 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s ship as it races across the horizon.  However, @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) dips their ship, skirting past @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) and giving them third degree thruster burns across half of their body.
17:00:53: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) manically runs after @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s grenades, losing a leg.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
18:01:05: @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s adrenaline.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial).  "Not today, my friend."  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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.
19:01:00: 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!"  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
20:01:06: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder.  As @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) manically runs after @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s grenades, losing a leg.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
21:01:01: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) after a failed package theft attempt.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes on their way.
22:00:57: @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial) smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s adrenaline.  @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial).  "Not today, my friend."  @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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.
22:41:49: Package delivered by Wulfrien Helgial for $180,000