19:48:10: Package picked up by Weslon Campbell
19:48:11: @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.
20:00:37: There are automatic rifles and there are these.  The GZNKA tank killer is surprisingly light as @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) 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_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) has used it, targeting @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell)'s ship as it races across the horizon.  However, @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell)'s ship is not only retrofitted with two meter thick armor, but also an electronic shielding system.  @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco)'s rounds do find their way through the shields, but only make it one foot into the armor.  @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) dips their ship, skirting past @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) and giving them third degree thruster burns across half of their body.
21:01:04: @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell) vaulted over it, only severing one foot.  @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) resumes delivery with package in tow, albeit slightly hobbling.
22:00:40: @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.
23:01:11: @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_383(Weslon Campbell)'s destruction.  Instead @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) resumes on their way, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
03:38:52: @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) has been sucked into a portable black hole shot from @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s MSK-8500 rifle, not only losing the package to @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy), but flung to unknown reaches of the universe.  "Parcel transferred."
03:40:15: @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) after a failed package theft attempt.  @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) resumes on their way.
03:40:21: Someone once told @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) 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_383(Weslon Campbell) knows @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy) 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_383(Weslon Campbell) but the time is almost here.  @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s ship comes over the horizon.  There it is. @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell)'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_383(Weslon Campbell) is surprised however as the rocket launches behind them instead of in front due to user error.  This mistake would sting @peepso_user_383(Weslon Campbell) the most, if not for the tower of rocket fuel they have chosen as their location.  @peepso_user_322(Shadowrabbit Clayguy)'s ship rolls successfully by the towering pyre of incinerating flame, package still in tow.
03:48:54: Package delivered by Shadowrabbit Clayguy for $160,000