Rat Tales

  • Rat Zero leaks roots of the Fuel Rats to FRAC

    FRAC++ If you want to read about who we are, get your paws to the About Us squeak. ++ Welcome to our logo gallery. ++ We are currently working hard to fill the Rattatoon archives. ++

    Fellow Rat Artists,
    my (very) shiny Rattalooga was just able to intercept the following transmission. We could trace down it's origin to the great Rat Zero, our founder, Surly Badger himself! He seems to deliberately have leaked it to the Fuel Rats Artists Collective, no guarantee what it will do to your synapses, so continue on your ...

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  • Filling in the Blanks

    “I missed you, you know.”

     

    We lay together the way we had fallen asleep. Still holding each other in her modestly decorated quarters.

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  • Fog of Life

    “So that's you done uh?”

     

    I looked at Bob as he spoke those words as if challenging me to continue. After double digit trips I was ready to stop. Bob was defiant that he would make this place work. I don't mean just Jaques as a lot had happened over the time it took me to hop between the bubble and Jaques multiple times.

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  • A Small Step

    “Whoa, slow down man. For a little guy you sure move quick.”

     

    I didn't slow down. Bay Kosmatka had to lengthen his stride, a little but eventually caught up to me as we made our way through Darnielle's Progress and back to the hangar. He kept talking up until we entered the hangar. There he fell silent and stopped walking.

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  • Pawns

    “Well if you will excuse me my children I will leave you to your discussion.”

     

    The Divine Harley Maxwell pressed his hands together gave a slight bow and left the office. I stood there with plans, actions and logistics flowing through my mind.

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  • Another Chapter

    “Hello Aitken. You seem to be healing well.”

     

    The visage of Mr. Smith remarked over the comm. unit.

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  • Slap and Tickle

    “One more time Commander. Who are you working for?”

     

    I didn't get the chance to answer. Just as well as it would have been flippant, not that it would have mattered. The fist that connected with my jaw had enough force behind it to topple the chair that I was strapped into over.

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  • Worth the Wait

    “I've heard back from my contacts.”

     

    Gabe told me after I had finished telling him the tale of my morning. “And?” I asked.

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  • The More Things Change

    “Thanks for calling Dad, don't leave it till my next birthday until you call again.”

     

    The image of my son faded to black on the screen before me. With the conversation over I pushed back the chair and headed back into the sitting area.

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  • The Devil You Know

    “And that ladies and gentlemen is the reason for the moral decline of our youth.”

     

    I looked around the room I was sitting in just to be sure I was not dreaming Since I didn't appear to be I posed Gabe the obvious question .

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  • Old Dogs Can Learn New Tricks

    “There you go Aitken, all loaded.”

    N'tone and his gang of loaders and just finished stowing two hundred tons of cargo aboard my ship.

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  • Goodbye to Charity

     

    “In what way do you think that it's not over?”

     

    I had just picked up the coffee cup and had not even had my first sip when the question answered my sceptical remark. Charity sat at the opposite side of a two person table in non-descriptive eatery. She had at least had a sip from the wine glass before her, so I followed suit and took a slug from the newly dressed cup before me.

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  • Oxygen-depleted, Blink 4

    This is the fourth and last part of CMDR Flynzilla's Oxygen-depleted Rat Story. Read it from the start here.

    Ratmama’s squeak still makes me jump like a junior rat, RATSIGNAL: CMDR atomicweeasel – System Col 1456 Sector JY-D A 14-1 – O2 OK case #6

    Patting the side of the Commander's chair and to no one in particular “Righto girl, let”s go to work”

    “Navcomp input Col 1456 Sector JY-D A 14-1 plot course” The computer beeped its result, glancing down to the navcomp to see 4 Jumps on the screen. Nope, no way “Navcomp clear route, replot” This time I watched the navcomp do the plots. “Beep” Well. I’ll be jiggered.

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  • Oxygen-depleted, Blink 3

    This is part 3 of CMDR Flynzilla's Oxygen-depleted Rat Story. Read it from the start here.

    “Dispatch, roger your last, friend confirmed, system confirmed, in wing #7 preselecting to R CRA prime, 1 jump, 10 Lyr, dropping in...It’s been fun!”

    As a Fuel Rat we are a non-political movement, we don’t engage in power plays, the petty squabbles, “kill 36 lords of the dark star” stuff, we have a motto ... We have fuel, you don’t, any questions? It is also a statement. We all know the risks involved ...

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  • Oxygen-depleted in 6:30, Blink 2

    This is the second part of CMDR Flynzilla's Rat Story. Read the first part here.

    With renewed vigor, fingers flying over the information board…back out of the function sub-menu, tab across back to status, there at the very bottom, with a yell of victory stabbing at the button like a desperate man.

    Nothing

    Again, to no one in particular ...

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