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OnlyVans / VANLIFE
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Freelancing
Not all who wander are lost. Welcome to your escape from the grind of contracts and missions. Here you can relax, live freely wherever your ship takes you (before you run out of quantum fuel), and do whatever it is that the slow life affords you. Feel free to hang out. #VanLife #OnlyVans
History
They call him Jimmy Sideburns—not because anyone remembers his real name, but because legends outlive records.
While corporations carved empires, pirates hunted profit, and mercenaries sold their loyalties, Jimmy chose another path. He walked away from permanent hangars, polished headquarters, and the endless chase for wealth. His ship became his home, his garage, his workshop, and his front porch. Every sunrise was viewed through a different canopy. Every landing zone was simply another place to park for the night.
He learned to survive by repairing what others abandoned, hauling what others ignored, and helping strangers who had nothing to offer in return. He traded stories more often than UEC, believing that reputation traveled farther than cargo.
Where others measured success by fleet size, Jimmy measured it by the number of campfires shared beneath unfamiliar skies. His route was never planned. If a moon looked beautiful, he stayed. If a settlement needed a hand, he worked. If danger came, he moved on with little more than fuel in the tanks and hope in the cockpit.
His journey inspired others who believed freedom was worth more than ownership. They embraced the road between the stars, living lightly, traveling often, and leaving every place better than they found it.
This organization exists because of that example.
We reject unnecessary excess. We value self-reliance, generosity, curiosity, and respect for every traveler we meet. Our ships are our homes, the spacelanes our highways, and the stars our neighborhood.
We are not defined by where we settle.
We are defined by where we wander.
Wherever there is open space, a safe place to land, and another horizon to chase, the spirit of Jimmy Sideburns lives on.
Manifesto
There are those who measure success by the size of their fleet, the weight of their cargo, or the balance of their accounts. There are others who build empires, command stations, or chase influence across the stars. We have chosen another path.
We believe a single ship can be more than a vehicle. It is a home, a workshop, a shelter from the void, and a trusted companion through every chapter of life. It carries our tools, our memories, our victories, and our scars. It is where we wake, where we eat, where we repair what is broken, and where we dream about the next destination. We do not simply fly our ships—we live in them.
To embrace Van Life in the Star Citizen universe is to reject the idea that freedom requires ownership of planets, stations, or vast fortunes. Home is not a fixed location marked on a star chart. Home is wherever your landing gear touches the ground, wherever your engines cool beneath an alien sunset, or wherever your cockpit windows reveal another sunrise over an unexplored horizon.
Every world offers a new driveway. Every station is a temporary neighborhood. Every moon is an invitation to stay just one more night.
We travel without being bound to a single system. We explore because curiosity is more valuable than routine. We stop to help stranded pilots because one day we may be the ones broadcasting a distress beacon. We repair, salvage, trade, mine, scout, and transport—not because we seek endless wealth, but because every honest day’s work keeps us moving toward the next adventure.
Our ships are not trophies. They are lived in. They collect scratches from forgotten outposts, dust from distant deserts, frost from frozen valleys, and memories from every system crossed. Every dent tells a story. Every modification reflects the life of its captain. A well-traveled ship carries more character than one kept pristine in a hangar.
We believe the journey is greater than the destination. The best stories are rarely found in mission logs or contracts, but in the unexpected moments between them: sharing supplies with another traveler, discovering a hidden valley no one else has seen, watching the stars through an open cargo ramp, or finding peace in the silence between worlds.
We welcome every pilot who values independence over status, experience over possessions, and friendship over competition. We believe respect should be earned through actions, not purchased with credits. We leave every place better than we found it, lend a hand whenever possible, and treat every traveler with the dignity we hope to receive ourselves.
This is not a lifestyle of isolation. It is a community connected by the open spacelanes, where every passing ship is a potential friend, every encounter a new story, and every horizon another promise waiting to be fulfilled.
Our ship is our home.
The stars are our neighborhood.
The journey is our purpose.
And as long as there is fuel in the tanks, a place to land, and another sunrise beyond the next jump point, we will always be home.
Charter
Rules for living the sweet van life.
- We do not talk about VanLife. ….. No wait, WE ONLY TALK ABOUT VAN LIFE.
- Live, Laugh, Loaf.
- You should definitely try to only have your starter ship in your inventory. Other ships needed can be things to aspire for in game. Slowly of course. Or meet others and work together.
- Don’t run out of fuel. However, should you find yourself with empty tanks, get ahold of Quant_Waytu_Lo. His parents were rich and left him a damn refueler.
- Clothes > Armor. I get the security of armor, but clothing is so much more stylish, and WAY more confortable.
- If you want advice, make sure your (sub-$100) ship has a bed to log into. And if possible, storage. I recommend a 315p.
- Loot every box.
