16:07:27: Package picked up by Tharg The Mighty One
16:07:28: 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_134(Tharg The Mighty One) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap. @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) 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_134(Tharg The Mighty One) 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_134(Tharg The Mighty One) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder. As @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) manically runs after @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One)'s grenades, losing a leg. @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
17:00:27: @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) was running at break-neck speed and rounded a blind corner, stumbling upon a laser trip mine placed by @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco). Luckily, @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) vaulted over it, only severing one foot. @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) resumes delivery with package in tow, albeit slightly hobbling.
17:22:49: Someone once told @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) the best way to handle this job is like it's personal. Not business. @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) got one over on @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) once before. So definitely, for @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman), that advice hits close to the chest. No guns. Not this time. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) stakes out the area. Hides in the shadows. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) see's @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) running hurriedly down the street. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) takes one last look at the triple barrel sawed-off shotgun in their sling. Certainly safer. No. It's time for revenge. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) ducks out of the corner, an electrically charged knife in a firm grip. @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) doesn't even skip a beat, slicing downward with a chainsaw that @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) did not see before. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) takes a long horrified look at their severed limb on the ground, still clutching the knife, and then once more up to see @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) escaping with the package still in tow far down the road. Don't worry. The Intergalactic Postal Service has excellent health coverage for limb replacement.
18:05:04: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt. @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) continues their delivery.
19:14:16: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) stumbles into their own trap: a hole dug in the ground full of Ixyotik Death Wasps meant to ensure @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One)'s destruction. Instead @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
19:14:24: @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt. @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) continues their delivery.
20:10:38: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt. @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) continues their delivery.
20:42:41: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman). A wonderful breakfast. "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) mused, "Why ruin a good thing? I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery." @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) 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_154(Michael Bruggman) 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_154(Michael Bruggman) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) 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_134(Tharg The Mighty One) came into view. @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism. Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) had just left. "What? How?" As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_154(Michael Bruggman) barely heard @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
21:03:31: 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_134(Tharg The Mighty One) 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_134(Tharg The Mighty One) 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_134(Tharg The Mighty One) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
22:28:38: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) stumbles into their own trap: a hole dug in the ground full of Ixyotik Death Wasps meant to ensure @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One)'s destruction. Instead @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
23:14:02: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) misses their double-fisted pistol shots. A sad attempt involving a total of 24 rounds fired at @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One). @peepso_user_134(Tharg The Mighty One) resumes delivery of their package.
00:28:52: Package delivered by Tharg The Mighty One for $220,000