04:53:09: Package picked up by Feisty Gazebo
04:53:10: Feisty Gazebo 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 Feisty Gazebo smiles.  Winners aren't born; they're built.  Feisty Gazebo 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 Feisty Gazebo's adrenaline.  Ignoracious Buttafucco fires a wrist mounted laser, signing the hip of Feisty Gazebo.  "Not today, my friend."  Feisty Gazebo twists in mid-air and strafes the area with bullets, hitting Ignoracious Buttafucco four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
05:54:19: Feisty Gazebo was feeling THAT feeling.  The feeling of the win just over the horizon.  A smile crept across Feisty Gazebo's face, thinking of exactly what they would use these credits to purchase, when Daggwood Bronson launched an electrified bola at their feet.  Feisty Gazebo can't quite internalize that the most painful step is also the most confident, as a dart is lodged into their neck before Feisty Gazebo's head even hits the ground, bringing on many hours of sleep.  Daggwood Bronson smiles as their delivery bracelet emits the familiar "Parcel transferred" message.
12:53:48: Package delivered by Daggwood Bronson for $40,000