05:39:34: Package picked up by Toe Cutter
05:39:35: 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_66(Toe Cutter) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap. @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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_66(Toe Cutter) 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_66(Toe Cutter) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder. As @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) manically runs after @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s grenades, losing a leg. @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
06:23:29: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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_66(Toe Cutter) vaulted over it, only severing one foot. @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) resumes delivery with package in tow, albeit slightly hobbling.
07:13:36: 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_66(Toe Cutter) 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_66(Toe Cutter)'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_66(Toe Cutter)'s ship rolls successfully by the towering pyre of incinerating flame, package still in tow.
08:14:34: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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_66(Toe Cutter) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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_66(Toe Cutter)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
10:22:08: Package delivered by Toe Cutter for $80,000