Elite roleplay: The docks

THE DOCKS (Dockyards)

The Docks is where all pilots berth their ships. It is the first place that pilots find themselves upon landing their ship. Docking and launching is controlled by the Citi Gateway’s Traffic Controllers while each individual dock is controlled by a dockmaster and a team of orange clad dock crew workers.

The Docks is a sparse and desolate, 0.1G environment, littered with service vehicles, cranes and landing pads. While cool, the air is dry and lightly filled with the smell of burnt metal and ship grease. Public Service Announcements blare across the the docks reminding all pilots of station regulations. The docks contain 45 individual ship docks, several warehouses storing massive tank of hydrogen fuel, and standard shipping containers of cargo, the dock’s traffic control tower and the local pilot’s market which resides in one of the warehouses.

Ship docks
Each specific dock has a landing pad, a ship hangar and adjoining terminal. In each terminal there is a passenger waiting area, the dockmaster’s control tower and several dock crew vehicle bay.

Warehouses
If the docks were already unpopulated, warehouses would be completely vacant of anyone if not for a small handful of security staff. Warehouses are completely automated and highly guarded facilities as they contain massive amounts of valuable and flammable material.
"Loitering is a crime punishable by death" - Station Announcements

Pilot's Market
The pilot’s market is best described as a tourist trap for pilots. Every person who’s not a pilot is trying to guile a pilot to part with their credits.

"The station administrators would like to remind all pilots that transactions in the pilot’s market are not protected by Citi Gateway or The Bank of Zaonce" - station announcements

General Roleplay Etiquette:

1. Control only the actions of your own character(s). (AKA: God Mode)
This doesn't matter how small the action is, even if it is as simple as scratching their nose or a direct reaction to something else that just happened. This applies to everything from casual conversation to full blown fight scenes. If you'd like someone to do something specific, PM that person, however keep in mind they are completely within their rights to say no. Especially if said action is inappropriate to their character and/or circumstance.

2. Don't brute force your way into another persons RP.
Approaching with a conversation starter is fine, or indeed some other small action. However charging in, guns blazing and disrupting the flow of another person/pair/groups conversation/arc is about as rude as doing so in real life. If something is going on that you'd like to participate in, be subtle about it. Put out a gentle hook for someone to take, but again, be aware that said hook may not be taken. If you fear it was simply unnoticed, PM the person or people it concerns. Or even leave a message in the OOC forums.

3. Good grammar and spelling is preferred.
We're not asking you to be perfect, but please at least demonstrate willingness. no1 iz gna tak u srsly usng txt spk. There's a wide variety of people here, many who speak English as a second, or even third language. There are even some with varying degrees of dyslexia and/or likely other issues that affect spelling/grammar. We accept them all here. However, people who aren't accepted, are those unwilling to accept polite correction. Remember that even a small thing like the placement of a comma, or the wrong use of there/their/they're can completely change the definition of an entire sentence.

4. Accept constructive criticism gracefully and politely.
If someone spots an issue with your writings, they may wish to help you improve that writing. They may do this through PM or even publicly air their thoughts on the OOC forum. If they have taken the time to be polite and explain what is wrong with your writing, the best way to behave is to respond in kind, using the same manner they have approached you with. It means they have taken an active interest in what you have written and wish to see more. Basically, you have a fan!

5. Don't take the actions or opinions of things done IN RP, to be directly relevant to the writers thoughts or opinions.
Basically, if some ones character calls your character a jackass, it doesn't mean the writer thinks you are a jackass. It's a ROLE they are PLAYING. Watch a movie. The argument between the characters isn't an argument between the actors involved. The same applies here.

6. It's not a popularity contest.
Your RP might be bustling with participants. You have 3 people off station in a fire fight, while another 2 are infiltrating the darkest areas of the station, meanwhile a group of 4 others are tracking your movements in an effort to stop you. Good for you, I'm sure it will be a thrilling read! But you know what? Sometimes the absolute BEST work, comes from two RP characters having a simple heart to heart. Both are valid, both are great, but NEITHER is categorically better than the other. Period.


Inara RP Etiquette:

1. Respect the setting and rules of the universe.
Inara is an Elite: Dangerous 3rd Party Tool. The RP Forums are set in the Elite: Dangerous universe. Elite: Dangerous has rules, as any fictional universe does from Lord of the Rings to Star Wars, or Game of Thrones to Star Trek. If you intend to RP within the Elite: Dangerous universe you are bound by the history and rules of that universe. Simply put, this RP forum is bound by the same rules as the game, so if it can't be done in the game, it is not permitted here. This applies to things from a 50Ly Jump Range on a normal, unmodified Sidewinder, to the destruction of entire stations.

2. Respect the characters created by others.
We have a wide variety of characters already here. It's expected that some will be similar, just as it's expected that two characters will be vastly different. Opinions of each persons character will naturally be varied, but all are valid provided they follow the rules of the universe. You are allowed to interact with, or avoid interaction with, any character in the RP forums. But you have no right to belittle others for their creation. You are not an authority figure on writing, nor are you directly affected by another persons imagination. You might not like it, but you MUST respect it.

3. Be caught up on current events before joining in.
You need basic things like character descriptions in order to interact with them. You also need to know what's going on in the surrounding areas. This is simply because the people you are hoping to RP with, might be gearing up to something that you might not want to be part of. Or simply that the most recent post, out of context, could leave a different impression on the goings on than if you gather that context. We don't expect you to read every single post from the beginning of the forums, just enough to get that basic understanding.

4. Either subscribe to, or frequently check, the Roleplay: Q&A and OOC forum.
People may be discussing something relevant to you there, or even discussing you directly. Perhaps someone asked what the general consensus on the existence or non-existence of a certain object. Or we're just chatting about random gibberish. Either way, be aware of it and use it. If you're unsure about something, such as how guns would look and or behave, or even the music selection, use the OOC forum to ask. We don't have all of the answers, but the collective knowledge and logic usually allows us to overcome an issue and come to a decision on what should be allowed. Frontier Developments, and even David Braben himself, don't have the answers to every possible question that can be asked.

5. Large Scale events exploding out of nowhere are a complete no go.
We get it. Everyone wants their character to be noticed and for people to be tripping over themselves to interact with them. In some audiences, an introduction involving you blasting in for landing in a fiery wreckage of a ship, before cart wheeling out and sword fighting 35 Ninjas before whisking off with the local celebrity for a glorious night of passion, is in fact, cool. This is not one of those audiences. It is generally considered better to build your character up slowly over time. Eventually, you might even have a legitimate excuse to fight those Ninjas. Maybe even with other RP participants by your side.

6. Perfect characters are boring.
The point of a character arc, is that it is in fact, an arc shape. One who is morally unquestionable, fully kitted out and an infinite fountain of knowledge, cannot go through an arc. Give your character flaws. Be it a tendency towards befriending the wrong people, or a bad knee that frequently gives out at inopportune moments. It gives readers something to latch onto and empathise with. You can give your character exceptional capabilities at something, but it requires balance. She's a damn good pilot with no equal, but can't drive an SRV for peanuts. It can lead to some very interesting moments between characters, be it heartfelt or comedic.


Other Notes:
It should be noted that there can be exceptions to these points. For example, good grammar when a character is speaking is actually rare. Few people in real life actually speak with perfect eloquence after all. Or previously arranged actions during a fight scene, such as someone stumbling back after a punch. What's key to remember is context.

All in all, remember this is purely for fun. We have some seriously talented writers here, and others whose writing history starts and ends at high school. But many are willing to help out in whatever way they can. All it takes is that you ask nicely.

Also keep in mind that many people who RP here, also have logbook stories related to the character, or characters, they portray. If it looks like there's an "in joke" going on that you're unsure of, it's probably in those.

In fact, some users have even gone to the trouble of creating "alts" to RP with. If you read back far enough, it's usually pretty clear who has and hasn't, and which ones are the "alts". It's therefore not unheard of to see the apparent seizing of control of other characters. If you do spot one, point it out in the OOC section. If intervention is needed, it will be sorted quickly and (hopefully) politely.

Most, if not all RP participants here have Logbook stories pertaining to their character(s). These are for the reading pleasure of anyone who wishes to do so. While it can be useful to read them in order to gain a bit of backstory on a character you wish to interact with, it should not be assumed that your character shares that knowledge. Within the E:D Universe, these Logbooks either don't exist, or are private diaries kept by the characters. Either way, without explicit statements to say otherwise from the writer, your interactions should reflect that your character is in the dark about any information you, the writer/reader, have gained from reading the stories.
09 Apr 2017, 2:52pm
Marcus recognized the voice instantly.

oh... of course... Perfect...

Marcus sighs heavily as he reluctantly responds.

"Cookies... for the children... who can't walk... and not because they're addicted to your shit product, no thanks to you..."

Too much?
09 Apr 2017, 3:36pm
The rapid click of heels on steel can be heard from inside the ship, drawing closer.

"We don't have any sugar. I'm sweet enough,"

Marra peers down the ramp and sees Marcus.

"Shoot him," she commands Idris flatly.

"Feistres, yr Anaconda..." growls her guardian in return, nodding his visored helmet at the armed freighter a few bays away.

Marra follows his direction, her eyes narrowing at the sight of the ship's hardpoints trained on her Python.

She stares at it for a few moments, then keys in a command to her own wrist-pad. She looks back down at Marcus with a smile as the landing pad begins to descend into the hangar below.
09 Apr 2017, 3:55pm
Phisto was enjoying his walk around Citi Gateway's docks.  After the excitement in the bar and dragging Marcus back to his ship, solitary strolling among the crowds and watching ships move around the station was invigorating.  Spotting a few modified vessels, he grinned and mused on their slow increase in frequency around the bubble.

Once you get that taste, stock ships and equipment just don't cut it anymore.

He checked the time and wondered about Marcus.  Looking up and back the way he came, he searched for the Virtue.  Spotting it, he frowned.  Its hard points were deployed at a nearby Python.

For fuck's sake, Marcus.

He pulled out his PDA and messaged Marcus: "Miss my note there, buddy?"
09 Apr 2017, 9:33pm
Continuing his trek back to his rack on the Ddraig, Snipes uncharacteristically laughed out loud upon seeing an old Anaconda with its hardpoints deployed and locked onto the vessel he had just departed.

Hate to meet that poor bastard.
09 Apr 2017, 10:40pm
oh come on!!

Marcus looks down at his wrist and taps a few gestures, he turns and runs at a dead sprint to his ship, looking over his shoulder to see if Idris would actually be shooting.

A small fighter drops from the cargo doors of the RimLiner and lurches its way towards Marcus, canopy opening similtaneously as it does.

No respect for us old timer, no respect...

Marcus hops in the canopy of the deployed Taipan, his physical presence intersecting with the holo-ed crew member that was currently operating the ship.

"Out Blake... get out."

With a digital prompt, the holographic image dissipates as Marcus begins a very rapid and not so thorough preflight.

Blake: "Manual control, copy, stick is yours."

Marcus took one last look up at his ship from the small canopy of the Taipan, as if maybe it was the last time he might see the ol'girl. From Palin to Farseer and pretty much everywhere in between Marcus had sweetened the old bird with crude but effective modifications top to bottom, worked god knows how many shady transactions to get refabricated yet high classification mods across the board.

Most people scoff at one of the oldest and most repurposed ships still in commission, but this one had enough hard capital in it to comfortably equip a corvette.

Marcus flips on his comms and finds an open channel as he boosts around the landing corridor, eyeballing the lift Marra just took.

"So, no sugar?" Marcus pauses... "Well how about that meal then Marra?" He squawks as he systematically checks all his instruments in an effort to mitigate any potential threats. Marcus sets a nav beacon for the closest hyper jump away, his hand resting on the actuation switch for a speedy escape just in case things go south.

just keep breathing you ol' tin can. We're gonna get outta this.

"Look there's great seafood tacos just a few jumps from here- let me buy you some cheap liquor and some IBS and maybe we can talk this one out."
10 Apr 2017, 12:00pm
Marra watches Marcus' escape with bemused fascination, her hand lowering Idris' weapon and allowing herself a smile at the taunt over the open comms channel.

"Leave him," she murmurs, "we've got more pressing business on hand."

The pair make their way back up the Python's ramp, sealing it behind them. The attending auto-loaders begin refuelling and preparing the freighter for departure.
10 Apr 2017, 12:17pm
Phisto watched the scene unfold in front of him.  No one had started shooting yet, which in Phisto's experience meant more than it did to most.  He prudently steeled himself for imminent violence, but with each passing moment became more confident it wasn't going to happen.

As several seconds passed, he allowed himself a brief moment of reflection.  Once again, Marcus' crazy way of being was confirmed.  On the flip side, whomever captained the Python was one extraordinarily cool customer.


Last edit: 10 Apr 2017, 12:35pm
11 Apr 2017, 2:48am
Marcus flips over to another Comm.

"Phisto ol'buddy, nice to see you down there." Marcus watches Idris return to the loading ramp and took a moment to reflect.

"Second time that broad has rejected a hate-night date-night. Maybe during round three I'll suggest she pay."

Marcus taps some commands into the holo of the small ship, within a few seconds a blue HUD pops up and confirms his queue for exiting the station.

Blake: "Copy that, we'll clear the station, catch you outside."

"Phisto, any chance that Asp of yours is ready to go with an FS scanner on board?."

The Virtue retracts its landing arms as its engines begin to whirl up, it slowly and carefully drifts into its position en queue, retracting hardpoints in the process, Marcus still ready to engage an emergency escape at a second's notice.

Just keep emitting enough of that insignificant vibe to get her out the mail slot, and we're home free.

The rimliner continues to lurch slowly towards the exit, its cabin lights and thrusters momentarily seeming to glitch; her shields suddenly visibly going offline.

Blake: "Silent running initiated."

"Yeah, hailing me now indicating no signature. Buy yourself some time and clear system. I'll catch up with you down the line. Keep it secure Blake, just going to do some quick birding- Ive heard of a steely eyed hawk in the area- love to nab one for the year."

Blake: "Ok commander, copy. Oh seven sir."
11 Apr 2017, 3:07am
Phisto's PDA began to beep. He quickly retrieved it from his back pocket and lit up the screen. It was Marcus! Listening to him, he couldn't help but guffaw,

"Wait... second time? Don't tell me that was that Marra woman's Python. Buddy, if there's a third time, you better just skip straight to the sexual propositioning. At this rate, it'll be your last chance for sure." Glancing up at Marcus' Taipan, he laughed again and began working his PDA,

"Negative on the Asp, Marcus, unless you got the 40 minutes Galactic Logistics needs to get it out here from Coma. Considering how quick you seem to be pulling up shop, I don't think you got that kind of time..." he trailed off, tilting his head at the PDA, "...unless you got a station in mind I can forward it to?"
11 Apr 2017, 3:27am
Marcus watched as the auto loaders looked to be about finished up.

"No, not enough time. Damnit..."

Marcus quirks his head to the side.

"Although I think I saw that guy Snipes earlier... I think. If I'm not mistaken he is often pretty chummy with our new friends... any idea where Marra might be off to now? Didn't catch any of their recent conversations did you?"

Marcus opens up a nav panel and starts to hypothesize where a ship such as Marra's might be headed. With no idea of how much cargo that freighter was holding, if any at all, it was pretty much anybody's guess right about now.

Over the comms Marcus's feint whisper could be heard... "....Meani, mini, mo... catch a black-hawk by its toe... ............."

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"... and if she hollars let her go...."


Last edit: 11 Apr 2017, 5:09am
11 Apr 2017, 3:43am
"Sorry, Marcus, I saw them leave the bar together but I don't know what it was about.  I've run a few missions with Snipes.  Guy's a bit of a freak for the cloak and dagger stuff.  Gets off on intrigue, which is a compliment to him.  I remember Marra saying something about working for a private contractor... in acquisitions?"  Phisto rubbed his temples, looking down at his PDA, trying hard to concentrate.

Marcus, I'm a fighter pilot not a goddamn intelligence agent.

"If those "job descriptions" mean more than we think they do, her and Snipes would've almost certainly been talking business.  Maybe there's a way in there?  His ship hasn't left the station, far as I can tell.  Federal Gunship called Ddraig Arian.  That do anything for you?"

Phisto looked up from his PDA, narrowing his eyes.  He grunted, annoyed that Marcus was asking questions instead of giving targets.
11 Apr 2017, 3:49am
Snipes climbed aboard his silver gunship and kicked off his worn combat boots. He shuffled to his fridge and popped out a chocolate milk.

"Computer open a com channel to the Darkfire."

The chirp of a channel echoed through the dimly lit and empty ship.

"Yessenia, there's a bit of commotion heading out of Citi. High wake to Ts'in Gu and await instruction."

The XO aboard the black Corvette outside of the station responded quickly, "Aye aye, sir."

Snipes pulled off his old sweatshirt and draped it across a footlocker by his rack, dropping on top of the sheets. Business is booming. He popped off the top of his milk bottle as he watched the transponder of his Corvette blink off the radar.
11 Apr 2017, 1:51pm
Before Marcus could answer, Phisto hurriedly flipped to another comms channel.

Oh, inspiriation, my savior.

"Snipes, you there?  You see what just happened in the hangar bay?  Some fool in an Anaconda nearly opened fire on someone!"


Last edit: 11 Apr 2017, 6:57pm
11 Apr 2017, 6:09pm
Snipes finished his milk and sighed, answering the channel.

"I saw but fail to see how it is my problem. And since I know you wouldn't be calling about it unless you were somehow personally invested, how can I help?"

He ripped open a meal ration and muttered as he walked over to his armor to load up magazines and power cells.
11 Apr 2017, 6:52pm
Phisto looked up at the station "sky" above him, curling his lips into a sheepish grin.

"Aw, c'mon Snipes.  My wide-eyed bystander act isn't that bad, is it?"  Looking back down to his PDA, he continued, "Guess that was Marra Morgan's ship he was getting all friendly with. Saw the two of you leave the bar earlier.  Knowing you I doubt it was a social call.  Marcus' got some kinda hots for Morgan.  You got any need to make more nice with the fine lady before he does? This could provide an opportunity."


Last edit: 11 Apr 2017, 6:58pm

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