This is, without a doubt, the single most important issue facing the UEE today. Forget XenoThreat. Ignore server meshing. IGNORE the elevators. The Merchant Man can wait.

 The ‘verse is drowning in space trash, and only one hero can save it: a glorified space mop on wheels. This petition is completely serious… unless it’s not.

Either way, #FreeTheRaptor (Video of the beast can be found here)

"The Last Clean Hangar" – A MISC Raptor Story

In the dusty shadow of Grim HEX, where neon flickers hide oil slicks and biohazards, a lone janitor made history—not with a rifle, but with a hose.

His name was Icar “Suds” Varen, a retired salvage pilot who once flew hull-stripped Caterpillars through asteroid fields. After losing half his crew to a depressurization accident caused by unsecured waste, Suds swore to make the verse a cleaner place.

But hauling junk was only part of the job. Suds noticed something no one wanted to admit: filth was spreading across the 'verse. Bio-trash left behind in clinic corners, ship coolant pools in hangars, leaking cans of Torpedo Burrito behind hab blocks. Even the once-pristine halls of Port Olisar had become a garbage gravity well.

No ship could fix this. It needed something smaller, agile, and purpose-built.

That’s when Suds called in an old favor from a MISC engineer he’d saved during a Reclaimer salvage gone wrong. Together, they sketched the prototype for the R.A.P.T.O.R. – Reclamation and Personal Transportation of Rubbish.

It had:

• Adaptive suction arms to slurp up coolant spills.
• A sterilizing hose to neutralize biohazards.
• A deployable bin with a vac-seal feature that made cleanup as satisfying as a fresh respawn.
• And a top speed fast enough to outrun both crime stats and embarrassment.

The MISC Raptor wasn't just a cleaner—it was a symbol.

A symbol that every outpost deserved dignity, that maintenance was as vital as combat, and that even a janitor could save lives by preventing infection, contamination, or tripping over discarded Big Benny’s cans.

When Suds drove the prototype through Area 18 on Launch Day, the crowd didn’t cheer ironically—they cheered with hope. Kids threw candy wrappers in its bin to watch it work. A Nine-Tails gunner defected on the spot, saying, "I can't shoot a guy that cleans."

But CIG… they shelved it. Called it a joke. Laughed it off as an April Fool’s gag.

And now, the hangars are dirty again.

We say: no more.

It’s time to finish what Suds started.

Bring the Raptor Home. #FreeTheRaptor
Not every hero has guns. Some wear gloves and carry a mop.

Let’s give them their ride.

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We, the undersigned, urge Cloud Imperium Games to honor the much‑admired concept of the MISC Raptor—a utility ground vehicle teased on April 1 that captured the imagination of the Star Citizen community. The Raptor is more than a gag—it’s a tool for cleanup, immersion, and fresh gameplay.

They will also make fun money in the mix. So it is a win-win.

#FREETHERAPTOR