12:03:59: Package picked up by Corvus Wyatt
12:04:00: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continues their delivery.
13:01:23: @peepso_user_8(Ignoracious Buttafucco) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continues their delivery.
14:00:24: Today started as a uniquely bright one for @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson). A wonderful breakfast. "Have a great day at the service," and a kiss from their lover. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) mused, "Why ruin a good thing? I'll steal a package instead of being the idiot that always starts a delivery." @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) 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_9(Mac Nielson) 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_9(Mac Nielson) crouched a fair distance away, readying their goggles and watching for @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) came into view. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) pushed the hand-held trigger mechanism. Suddenly, the rocket launcher whirled on it's pivot, pointing at the abode @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) had just left. "What? How?" As the rockets burnt the denizens inside to a crisp, @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) barely heard @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
15:15:39: The delivery point only has one way in, about a hundred yards away from a gated entry. @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) 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_9(Mac Nielson)'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_9(Mac Nielson) 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.
15:45:25: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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.
15:45:30: @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_66(Toe Cutter) 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_66(Toe Cutter) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
15:46:14: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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.
16:42:52: @peepso_user_7(Blaylock Samson) 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_7(Blaylock Samson)'s agonizing screams ringing in their ears.
17:31:17: @peepso_user_9(Mac Nielson) tried to sneak on board @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship but a security robot detected and repelled the attempt. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continues their delivery.
18:12:05: @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.
19:15:51: 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt) running by shouting, "Always pack a signal disrupter, dickhead!" @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continued on without breaking a step, the package remaining in tow.
19:29:03: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) takes two shotgun blasts directly to the spine from @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter), who continues on their way with the package. "Parcel transferred." @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) will be paying a deductible to get this fixed.
19:43:53: The wonderful thing about lasers, although expensive, is their ability to slice entirely through a surface and sever. @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) 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_85(Corvus Wyatt). The package rolls to their feet. "Parcel transferred." @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) resumes delivery of the stolen package.
19:54:49: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) fires two pistol shots at @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s kneecaps, dropping them to their knees. "Parcel transferred."
20:00:05: @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_7(Blaylock Samson) 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_7(Blaylock Samson) four times square in the torso and then resumes delivery.
20:02:18: The smell of @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s completely immolated ship flares up @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s nostrils as a tow cable yanks the package from the flaming wreck. "Parcel transferred" emit's from @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s bracelet, signaling more credits to be made. @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) continues towards the delivery point, package in tow.
20:02:47: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) took a shortcut due to a fake sign placed by @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter), tripping over a portable road spike, and then landing in a field of Guruvian Nesters, an exotic species known for their sexual appetite. @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) currently has the package.
20:03:12: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) is impaled on a lengthy spear with a laser tip by @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) after a failed package theft attempt. @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) resumes on their way.
20:03:27: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship rams head-first into @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s ship, utilizing a superheated prow to disintegrate @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s cockpit. The package is snagged by @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) after a daring space walk. "Parcel transferred."
20:03:38: @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter) bludgeons @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt) unconscious with a large metal crowbar, laughing and dancing over their bloody mangled body. "Parcel transferred."
20:03:46: @peepso_user_85(Corvus Wyatt)'s ship fires two nuclear torpedos into @peepso_user_66(Toe Cutter)'s ship, instantly incinerating it. The package is snagged by a lengthy magnetic tow cable. "Parcel transferred."
20:03:59: Package delivered by Corvus Wyatt for $420,000