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

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1. Control only the actions of your own character(s). (AKA: God Mode)
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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.

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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.


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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.

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3. Be caught up on current events before joining in.
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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.
27 Oct 2020, 1:13pm
With the food and coffee on the table JB began to tuck in. Although he wasn't sure what animal the spiced meat had come from, it tasted good and was barely touching the sides as it had been a while since his last meal.

Reaching back into his jacket's inside pocket, as it was hung on the back of his chair, JB rummaged around for his hip flask to Irish his coffee. As he was taking it out he found the rings that Spud had given him earlier.

JB looked at the empty smuggling ring with his organisation's Flying Moonshine emblem.

"In case I forget, before you have to run off, I want you to keep hold of this. You're a friend of our organisation, this is yours, mate."
27 Oct 2020, 2:22pm
"Sleep well Miss Descartes, see you in a few hours" Said Raglan.

Descartes needed to sleep.

Checked her messages; a mix of contract offers, messages from her contact list, (automatically generated, let's keep in touch notes.  Her replies would also be automatically generated.)  There were no personal messages.


She carefully swept the wide area at the rear the flight deck with a small hand brush, unrolled her to tatami mat and left the bridge.

Undressing in her cabin, dumped her clothes in  the dry cleaner - 'ready to wear in 15 minutes', the advert said.  Took the few steps to the shower, didn't take long, padded back to cabin drying herself.  She slipped her arms into the long sleeves of the silk robe bought earlier, eased it over her head and let it fall into place.  Taking the rose on to the flight deck she found a place to put it, in front of her seat, out of her eyeline.

Descartes lay down and slept.
27 Oct 2020, 10:52pm
It had been a busy day, he reflected.

He'd woken up at Elder Survey in San Guazurs, and it had taken him the best part of a day to make it the 73ly to where he now found himself.

Of course he'd stopped and carried out full scans of several systems along the route, and they had gained him a good profit once he had sold them here.

He checked his account... just enough to get the Cobra he wanted, but not enough to outfit it for the job he wanted it to do.

He went to the bar for a quiet drink, but those guards had put paid to that idea when they started shooting, and then... the girl.

He thought about her story, and compared it with his own.

He drifted off to sleep, wondering where the next few days would take him, and them.
28 Oct 2020, 3:33pm
Descartes woke up early and began her day with 15 minutes of cross-legged meditation.  She cleaned the bridge.  Freshened up and dressed in her cabin, jumpsuit over her Remlock.  Drank water and a mixture of fruit juice in the galley and made her way back to the bridge.

Making a few calls and pulling in a few favour she managed to secure a take-off slot, despite no official announcement of lockdown being lifted.  That was not unusual,  Internal security were a law unto themselves. She plotted a short route, just a skip-and-a-jump, with the rock-samples uppermost in her thoughts.

Strictly speaking they were mineral samples.  Low pressure diamonds, currently trading around 700,000.  There was more than enough in the crate to buy a Sidewinder and a Cobra with insurance.

She sat back, relaxed and noticed the rose. 'I should be less hard on him 'she thought, 'more friendly.  He's a nice guy and could be a good friend to have - before he becomes  too cynical - like me' Thought about waking him, began to prepare the main engines for stand by.


Last edit: 28 Oct 2020, 3:41pm
28 Oct 2020, 5:12pm
He heard movement outside, she must be awake already.

He rose from his bunk, washed and pulled on his flight suit.

After combing his hair and making himself look presentable he slipped his trademark shades into his pocket and headed out.

"Good Morning", he said as she turned to face him.

He spotted the rose on the console and smiled inwardly.

"Have they lifted the lockdown? Can we leave?"
28 Oct 2020, 7:46pm
"Morning" she replied with a smile, "No official confirmation, but  yes. I've plotted a short course and got a slot."  Descartes paused and tapped a couple of keys. "This is your last chance to change your mind, still up for a ride?"


Hoping he would say yes, a few days company would be good for her, and a chance to find out if they could work together in some way or another.  Him on is own ship of course. Introduce him to a few new contacts, put a contract or two his way.
She was feeling good.


"And hour to decide, not much time if you need to make any arrangements."
28 Oct 2020, 8:23pm
I took the ring, and well put it on. "Ok, I will fly with you anytime and will stay in touch for sure. Just know there may be times when I am well out of the loop, that being said, I am very happy with our relationship, and I am very glad to be in your network"

I finished my plate, paid the tab, and looked over at JB. "Ok mate, I have to be on my way, but I will let you know what I run across, right now there is a big push to bring some weapons to a spot, so I will be on my way, I will com you when I finish up."

I stood up and extended my hand to JB
28 Oct 2020, 9:59pm
Quickly wiping the grease from his hand onto his trouser leg, JB leant forward and grabbed Spud's hand.

"Absolute pleasure, mate," JB replied and patted his friend on the shoulder. "Thanks for the food. Take care out there and I'll speak to you soon."
28 Oct 2020, 10:25pm
An hour... he wouldn't need an hour.

"I have no arrangements to make, the Space Mini is secure until we get back so I'm ready to get going."

He sat in the right hand seat.

"Could use some breakfast though, want anything?"
29 Oct 2020, 1:46pm
Descartes turned towards him...

"Chef does a reasonable job on most things, unless it's supposed to come from an animal. Nothing for me thanks, and I would prefer it if you didn't bring food onto the bridge."

Descartes was very particular about some things. Food on the bridge was one of them. And drinking in the pilots seats another.

"I registered you as crew, like to run through a few things before we take off."

There was a lot going on at out there. Harold Duval's murder, Hadrian Duval wounded in an assassination attempt, apparently by someone calling themselves the 'Neo-Marlinist Liberation Army '. Conflict was spreading all over the place. Then the trouble here On City Gateway. Probably unconnected? Descartes tried to avoid any involvement in political upheaval, but it' was always wise to be aware of what was happening.
29 Oct 2020, 8:07pm
Rex jogged back to his cabin and pulled a couple of cereal bars out of his daysack.

As he ate them he was struck by another similarity. Everything in it's place, and the place for food is in cabins and galleys.

When he was flying, he was working.

He opened a foil packed fruit juice and drank it in 3 mouthfuls, then made his way back to the bridge.

"Right", he said, taking his place in the right hand seat.

"As I said, I've flown a sim, so I'm familiar with the basics. Just tell me what I need to know"
29 Oct 2020, 9:07pm
Descartes tapped at a panel and switched a display over to his console. She leaned over his shoulder and pointed out areas to avoid on the local chart, Thargoid activity down towards the Aries Dark sector, and as always in and around Witch head. She moved closer, brushing against him. Close enough to sense his breathing.

Zoomed out to show Colonia. That direction, but not far. A quick jump to the nearest red dwarf, then supercruise to a remote platform to make a quick drop. She turned to look at him. "Then anywhere we want. Carry on or come back - up to you, I'm free. All yours." she said.
30 Oct 2020, 12:37pm
He looked at the display with interest, remembering his recent travels.

"Knew about the goid activity, always steered clear of it personally.", he tapped the console lightly.

"We might want to stay away from this sector as well, pirate activity there a few days ago. One less to worry about now though"

He grinned then quickly moved on.

"How about we make your drop then head out that way?", he indicated a local cluster, "some good sites to visit so I'm told"

He felt her breath on his ear, and turned slowly toward her.

"Shall we plan for 2 days to see how we get on? then we can extend it if we want to, or you can drop me back here when you've had enough of me"
30 Oct 2020, 7:34pm
It had been a while since getting this close to anyone.  Week after week alone, the occasional stop-over, often remote and uncomfortable.  Her long explorations into uncharted spaces were deliberate. Escaping several uncomfortable experiences. It was not easy being around people. It would be a while before she could relax with Raglan aboard.

"You need to know that things happen more slowly on a ship this size.  No need to rush." It sounded rather blunt.  She hoped he would  pick up on the double meaning. "The controls look and feel the same, but the mass of something this size takes time and energy to make it change direction. Slowing down takes longer, so start sooner, 'else you'll crash into things."  She knew by experience, the scar, now fading, on her cheek a reminder. "Use the docking computer to land and take-off, maybe try manually later."  

A voice on the comms. interrupted her chain of thought. Instructions for leaving. Ready in ten minutes to transfer the ship to the take-off pad.

She acknowledged.

"Your driving." She said. "Rule number one: don't hit anything bigger than us."
30 Oct 2020, 10:54pm
JB headed back through the docks to his ship.

Entering The Cuckoo he made his way through to the cockpit. His co-pilot, Panza, turned to face him from the pilot's seat..

"Would you like your seat back, Boss?" Panza asked.

"Nah, Tinman, you're good. Get her up and take us back to Grandma's House. I'm gonna head to my sleeper and crash out for a bit."

JB turned and ducked into his small cabin. Panza was built up from an old domestic android so his base programming kept the rest of the ship tidy... but JB's cabin was out of bounds. After sitting on his bunk he sifted through his shelves looking for a book to read.

Certain printed books had survived the past millennium, whether it was from sealed units, generation ships or other means... but those antiques cost a shit-tonne. Nobody was printing on paper anymore but, back in his pirating days, JB had come across counterfeit classics that he was amazed by. JB now sought out these moody rip-offs wherever he could.

JB took a dog-eared book from the shelf; Jerome K Jerome's "Three Men In A Boat". Opening the book he pressed the intercom button to the cockpit...

"Panza, keep the left door closed, let's get home and turn 'n' burn as quick as we can, there's some good business to be made back here."

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