14:17:55: Package picked up by Corvus Wyatt
14:17:56: Someone once told @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) 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_9(Mac Nielson) knows @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_9(Mac Nielson) but the time is almost here. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship comes over the horizon. There it is. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'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_9(Mac Nielson) is surprised however as the rocket launches behind them instead of in front due to user error. This mistake would sting @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) the most, if not for the tower of rocket fuel they have chosen as their location. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship rolls successfully by the towering pyre of incinerating flame, package still in tow.
15:23:55: Someone once told @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) 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_9(Mac Nielson) knows @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_9(Mac Nielson) but the time is almost here. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship comes over the horizon. There it is. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'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_9(Mac Nielson) is surprised however as the rocket launches behind them instead of in front due to user error. This mistake would sting @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) the most, if not for the tower of rocket fuel they have chosen as their location. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship rolls successfully by the towering pyre of incinerating flame, package still in tow.
16:01:59: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) misses their double-fisted pistol shots. A sad attempt involving a total of 24 rounds fired at @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt). @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes delivery of their package.
17:05:51: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) after a failed package theft attempt. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes on their way.
17:37:08: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) ran by below. Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger. It was a miss. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
17:37:11: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry. @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) ignites their rocket boots, attempting to vault over the death trap. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) almost makes it, but is caught on their ankles, immediately becoming a tangled bloody mess in @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s trap. Frantic, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) hustles towards the remainder of the delivery path, lobbing grenades over their shoulder. As @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) manically runs after @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) firing rounds in their direction, they are caught in one of @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s grenades, losing a leg. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continues, hobbling, towards the delivery point.
18:01:51: There are automatic rifles and there are these. The GZNKA tank killer is surprisingly light as @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) 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_9(Mac Nielson) has used it, targeting @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship as it races across the horizon. However, @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship is not only retrofitted with two meter thick armor, but also an electronic shielding system. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'s rounds do find their way through the shields, but only make it one foot into the armor. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) dips their ship, skirting past @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) and giving them third degree thruster burns across half of their body.
19:02:49: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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.
20:06:20: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) smiles. Winners aren't born; they're built. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s adrenaline. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt). "Not today, my friend." @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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.
21:09:52: @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_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s destruction. Instead @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
22:13:57: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) steadily took aim from a second story window as @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) ran by below. Sweat dotting their forehead, @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) inhaled sharply and squeezed the trigger. It was a miss. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes delivery, trying to ignore the echoing rifle shot and fragments of wall exploding just overhead.
22:29:53: Package delivered by Corvus Wyatt for $220,000