Fuel Rats = awesomeness at its finest

I'm playing the game since Premium Beta and I never, never thought it could happen to me.

On my way back to my current home, I decided I could stop and make my bank account a bit rounder, by hunting NPC pirates in a hazardous RES. So there I was, in the 109 Piscium system, wrecking NPC pirates and saving NPC miners, having fun in the process.

So much fun that I actually completely ignored Betty and her insistant fuel related jibba-jabba. You see, I usually fly my trusty Cobra or an Asp, and both ships have a tendancy to pack a lots of fuel. On those ships, when Betty tells you that your fuel tanks are empty, you can still go to Sagittarius and back. Thing is, I was flying a FAS.

While traveling to the local supermarket to get my reward, the ship suddenly dropped out of supercruise, all systems went offline, and the oxygen supply timer went on, showing me that I had 25 minutes to meditate on my stupidity. Betty polite reminder that my fuel tanks were, well, empty, sounded distinctively like sarcasm. I was about to lose quite a few millions in that adventure. Not to mention my pilot life, but since I was about to actually be buried *with* the money, greed kicked in first, in the emotions department.

The saturated oxygen dispensed by the emergency system made me a bit deezy. And I had a vision. A gracious silhouette was dancing in front of my canopy, out there in the void. I blinked, but my brain persisted and the silhouette stayed there. She slowly approached, passing through the canopy like an elegant ghost. It was beautiful to witness, a soothing, peaceful vision. Her face was visible now and she was beautiful beyond words. Her gentle smile, resting on the pale silk that was her skin, was a pearl necklace anchored between delicate rose petals.

"Rats", she said. "Yeah I know I screwed up. I should have been careful.
-No, Rats. Fuel Rats.
-... OOOoooooooh! I see!
-Good. Can I use the bathroom before I go?
-Sure! Third sas to your right."

And she vanished.

Fuel Rats. Never called them. Never had to. Well, now was the time. I logged into their emergency canal and gave my infos. The canal was saturated with distress calls, each answered the next second in the same manner by CMDR Prodirus. In short: "don't panic. Give your infos, follow instructions, wait for us." Which I did to the letter. And I waited. Staring at the seemingly infinite supply of distress calls throwed at their dispatcher.

A few minutes later, I heard a shock. Something riveted to the hull of my ship. Betty suddenly came back online: "Receiving fuel".

And there, friends, I cried. CMDR Jirakiel and CMDR kilo363 appeared on my freshly resurrected sensors. Two angels, two beacons of light powered by everything good in humanity.

Thank you, Fuel Rats, long live to you. Just like your fuel tanks capacities, your awesoness has no limit.
 
WHat do they charge given you can't really transfer credits? I was running out of time irl and mission (Data delivery). mapped route, planner said can make it on one tank. got interdicted apparently burned too much fuel during fight. Ended in a dead system. Went to Fuelrats old link which was dead, resigned self destructed. Must painful part was losing alot of cartography data i was saving for post-update influence
 
WHat do they charge given you can't really transfer credits? I was running out of time irl and mission (Data delivery). mapped route, planner said can make it on one tank. got interdicted apparently burned too much fuel during fight. Ended in a dead system. Went to Fuelrats old link which was dead, resigned self destructed. Must painful part was losing alot of cartography data i was saving for post-update influence

Hold on your seat: they charge nothing. Zilch. Nada. Que dalle. Yes, I know. That people could be of service to others without asking for retribution seems obscene :p
 
Fuel rats is the perfect example how adding mechanics to the game results in more deep and player interaction. ED needs more of this, before the creation of limpets and fuel transfer this was unthinkable.

Just think for example if ships could carry srv of other players (and of course this would mean some other changes in other areas) , and the possibility of recue teams....
 
From my perspective, I'd love to be able to offer a deep space repair service :)

Fuel rats with repair limpets :) Like the AA/RAC
 
I am relatively new to the game. I was trying to wing up with a friend who was 100 or so ly away and had the fast route checked in my cobra. Made 2 large jumps and couldn't jump again and had no scoopable suns in the system nor in the system I had fuel to jump too. Didn't know bout the fuel rats then. Thing is I decided only option was suicide, at a cost of 900k rebuy, but no other choice. Tried to fly into the dead sun and couldn't, wouldn't let me. Took a few minutes and finally found the self destruct button. Lessons learned, wished I knew bout the fuel rats, but I am so new that I still have difficulties trying to figure out how to wing up. But I am guessing that the new distress calls signals are set up to train potential fuel rat trainees.
 
The distress calls are nothing to do with Rats, they are usually a freighter being attacked by Pirates

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I'm playing the game since Premium Beta and I never, never thought it could happen to me.

On my way back to my current home, I decided I could stop and make my bank account a bit rounder, by hunting NPC pirates in a hazardous RES. So there I was, in the 109 Piscium system, wrecking NPC pirates and saving NPC miners, having fun in the process.

So much fun that I actually completely ignored Betty and her insistant fuel related jibba-jabba. You see, I usually fly my trusty Cobra or an Asp, and both ships have a tendancy to pack a lots of fuel. On those ships, when Betty tells you that your fuel tanks are empty, you can still go to Sagittarius and back. Thing is, I was flying a FAS.

While traveling to the local supermarket to get my reward, the ship suddenly dropped out of supercruise, all systems went offline, and the oxygen supply timer went on, showing me that I had 25 minutes to meditate on my stupidity. Betty polite reminder that my fuel tanks were, well, empty, sounded distinctively like sarcasm. I was about to lose quite a few millions in that adventure. Not to mention my pilot life, but since I was about to actually be buried *with* the money, greed kicked in first, in the emotions department.

The saturated oxygen dispensed by the emergency system made me a bit deezy. And I had a vision. A gracious silhouette was dancing in front of my canopy, out there in the void. I blinked, but my brain persisted and the silhouette stayed there. She slowly approached, passing through the canopy like an elegant ghost. It was beautiful to witness, a soothing, peaceful vision. Her face was visible now and she was beautiful beyond words. Her gentle smile, resting on the pale silk that was her skin, was a pearl necklace anchored between delicate rose petals.

"Rats", she said. "Yeah I know I screwed up. I should have been careful.
-No, Rats. Fuel Rats.
-... OOOoooooooh! I see!
-Good. Can I use the bathroom before I go?
-Sure! Third sas to your right."

And she vanished.

Fuel Rats. Never called them. Never had to. Well, now was the time. I logged into their emergency canal and gave my infos. The canal was saturated with distress calls, each answered the next second in the same manner by CMDR Prodirus. In short: "don't panic. Give your infos, follow instructions, wait for us." Which I did to the letter. And I waited. Staring at the seemingly infinite supply of distress calls throwed at their dispatcher.

A few minutes later, I heard a shock. Something riveted to the hull of my ship. Betty suddenly came back online: "Receiving fuel".

And there, friends, I cried. CMDR Jirakiel and CMDR kilo363 appeared on my freshly resurrected sensors. Two angels, two beacons of light powered by everything good in humanity.

Thank you, Fuel Rats, long live to you. Just like your fuel tanks capacities, your awesoness has no limit.

I just reread this post and still love it :)
 
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