14:56:03: Package picked up by Weslon Campbell
14:56:04: Someone once told @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) the best way to handle this job is like it's personal. Not business. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) got one over on @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) once before. So definitely, for @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson), that advice hits close to the chest. No guns. Not this time. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) stakes out the area. Hides in the shadows. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) see's @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) running hurriedly down the street. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) takes one last look at the triple barrel sawed-off shotgun in their sling. Certainly safer. No. It's time for revenge. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) ducks out of the corner, an electrically charged knife in a firm grip. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) doesn't even skip a beat, slicing downward with a chainsaw that @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) did not see before. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) 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_383(Weslon Campbell) 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.
15:19:06: @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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.
16:01:00: @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
17:01:06: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) ran by below. Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger. It was a miss. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
18:01:05: @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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.
19:01:04: Someone once told @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) that the best way to handle this job is if you keep it strictly business. Not personal. Do not concern yourself with revenge. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) knows @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) has stolen one too many packages from them before, but brushes the sweat from their brow, banishing that memory. The heaviness of the EK40 surface to air missile launcher is starting to wear on @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) but the time is almost here. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell)'s ship comes over the horizon. There it is. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco)'s finger closes around the trigger loosely, causing the launcher to commence lock-on. A small repetitive beep turns into a single tone, signaling the moment for action. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) is surprised however as the rocket launches behind them instead of in front due to user error. This mistake would sting @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) the most, if not for the tower of rocket fuel they have chosen as their location. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell)'s ship rolls successfully by the towering pyre of incinerating flame, package still in tow.
20:01:03: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) does not normally mourn death. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) is accustomed to the loss of those they meet, in one capacity or another. But that last death. A split second of @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) thinking about it meant they were a split second too late on the trigger as @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) emerged from the parking garage, package in tow. The shot missed. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) dove, taking a shot mid-air. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) was not thinking about human connection, unlike @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson). This is arguably why @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) was shot in the gut. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) resumes their delivery, package in tow.
21:00:05: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco). A wonderful breakfast. "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) mused, "Why ruin a good thing? I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery." @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) 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_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) 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_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell) came into view. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism. Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) had just left. "What? How?" As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) barely heard @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
21:44:25: The wonderful thing about lasers, although expensive, is their ability to slice entirely through a surface and sever. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_295(Wulfrien Helgial). The package rolls to their feet. "Parcel transferred." @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes delivery of the stolen package.
22:00:39: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) ran by below. Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger. It was a miss. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
22:31:44: The wonderful thing about lasers, although expensive, is their ability to slice entirely through a surface and sever. @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial) 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_383(Weslon Campbell). The package rolls to their feet. "Parcel transferred." @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) resumes delivery of the stolen package.
22:38:55: @peepso_user_295(Wulfrien Helgial)'s ship fires two nuclear torpedos into @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell)'s ship, instantly incinerating it. The package is snagged by a lengthy magnetic tow cable. "Parcel transferred."
22:56:43: Package delivered by Wulfrien Helgial for $240,000