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.
20 Dec 2020, 8:05pm
JB Threepwood"Shopping?" Thought JB. He couldn't picture himself in some sort of montage scene, laughing arm-in-arm as they tried on hats... or whatever people did when they went shopping together. Or as one of those guys sat with the bags whilst the missus spends an hour in the changing rooms.


"Of course, no problem," he replied with a smile. "If you two want to hit the shops first then Panza and I can go kick around in The Warrens... see if there's any business to find down there... maybe see if there's any word on the Fed presence."


Effie hadn’t for a single minute, imagined this guy did shopping and from the clear unease in his voice, it sounded to her that he was more afraid of a Maître D'hôtel, than he was of an entire wing of Pythons on his tail in a rage and out for his blood!

She laughed, “Don’t worry about formalities tonight, I don’t expect you to wear a tie!” Leaning in, she kissed him on the cheek. “Dinner’s at our place. Kate cooks a frackin’ mean steak ‘n eggs! You bring the beer! See you at eight.”

The two women rose in perfect sync. Effie turned to look at him as they reached the doorway, “Don’t be late” she said with smile.
20 Dec 2020, 8:14pm
Just before they reached the corridor outside his cabin, Kate turned, “JB?” she said his name as if it was question.

“I know we’ve only just met, but could I ask a small favour?”

“Whilst you’re in the Warrens, could you grab me a 6” comms panel degausser and a head light, if you come across an electronics wholesaler down there?

“Thanks Hun” she smiled at him and said, “how thick do you like your Steak?”

“Later” they both yelled, waving without looking back up at his ship, as they headed out across the deck.

“So?!” She said to her friend, “you don’t like my combat pants?!”

Both women roared with laughter.


Last edit: 20 Dec 2020, 8:32pm
20 Dec 2020, 10:23pm
"So, you don't like my combat pants?" gets a big laugh, Panza registered as he watched the girls leave.

He walked back into Cabin 2.

"We need to get a 6" comms panel degausser, a headlight and beer for tonight," Panza announced to JB.

"You're not coming," replied JB.

"Roger Roger"

"...and don't say that either, it makes you look stupid. And stop doing that fucking Twiki biddi biddi biddi thing... the lads only taught you to do that to make you look daft and because it's fucking annoying."

"Yes Boss," replied Panza then, after a pause, "Is it because you don't like my combat pants?"

JB looked blankly at Panza.

...still blankly...

"I don't get it, mate."
21 Dec 2020, 2:00am
Spud finishes his drink, smiles and looks at Robert and says, "Well good sir, I will take my leave, head back to the ship, get some sleep and get started, I believe we can do this fairly quickly, you have my comm code so if you need anything just give a shout."

Spud stands up, looks about once more, shakes Roberts hand and heads for the docks.

It was a short trip to the docks, and uneventful with the exception of two very drunk women who looked as if they where having way too much fun discussing some strange surprise for some unsuspecting soul. They were very attractive, so who ever that was... I smiled.

Ok up the ramp and seal the hatch. Time for some shut eye.
21 Dec 2020, 5:16am
After a couple of hours of cat nap, I awoke to the buzzer and suited up, crawled towards the coffee pot and had a cup. Settled in my seat, opened comms and listened for a bit, then "This is Delacey Sierra Papa Uniform requesting to alight, good morning"

After receiving launch request, I left the station and headed out to my carrier, already issuing orders for the miners and transporters, we have new contract, and one I wont let fail.

"Citi gateway, Delacey Sierra Papa Uniform Clear, fly safe, Spud clear."
21 Dec 2020, 5:44am
Robert swiftly made his way to his ship, quickly punching in the code. In his tired state he got the code wrong the first time, "Damnit", he muttered to himself as he carefully retyped it and made his way up the ramp, closing it behind him.

Robert undressed and searched for another suit he kept prepared in case anything happened to his gabardine set, he winced as he looked at the wrinkled mess the latter had become. "This should be fine... what the fu.."
Robert pulled his spare suit out of the clostet, it was a perfectly acceptable brown double breasted suit, with one small problem. "A bowtie? This some kind of joke?! I'm meeting with Lakon shareholders, not going to a fucking cocktail party!"

Robert resigned himself to worrying about it in the morning and laid on his cot, his annoyance and frustration with the suit debacle keeping darker thoughts and dreams at bay as he he fell asleep.
21 Dec 2020, 6:45am
"Well. At least I can now drop the formal shit. Unless of course they decide to go hire me again." Anders thought as he walked back to the hangar bay where his ship resides in.

As he made his way to the hangar, he was approached by the crew chief he met earlier. "All done chief." he said with confidence.

"Many thanks." Anders replied.

Checking the holopad, he noticed the bill sent to him and immediately repaid it.

He approached his ship, entered the security code for the ramp, and quickly went up. As soon as the door closed, he muttered to himself, "Time to get some damn rest." and plopped over his bed.
21 Dec 2020, 11:52am
As they entered the hanger where the Cygnus X-1 was parked up, Kate said to her friend, "Meet you onboard, I need to see the Chief quickly"

Kate walked over to the Deck Chief, who looked up from supervising his apprentice welder the moment he heard the clatter of her heels on the deck plate.

His chewed down cigar stub fell out from between his pursed lips as his eyes absorbed her image.

"OUCH!" The Chief looked round to see his apprentice had also been distracted from the job at hand and had managed to let his torch heat up the toe of his left boot. He clipped the lad around the back of his hard hat. "Get on with it!" he barked.

"Kate my dear. Looking mighty" he said as she approached.

"Mighty what?" she smiled

He blushed.

"Listen Chief, did your man come through for us?"

"Yep. I told you he wouldn't let you down. There are three of the juiciest rib-eyes this side of the Coalsack, sitting up on your counter, six fresh eggs and a crate of Gerasian Gueuze Beer. I placed them onboard, myself" he said rather proudly.

"What do we owe you Chief?"

"Don't worry Kate, I'll add it to your hanger account" he said with a wink.

"You're a darling" she said. She moved in closer and handed him a huge Kamitra Cigar in its shiny metal jacket.

"Thanks Kate" he said. "Let me know if you need anything else.

"Will do hun" she replied as she turned and headed up the steps into the Cobra.
21 Dec 2020, 1:50pm
The cleaning crew departed the Cobra at 5pm. The scene was set.

"Wine?" asked Effie.

"Sure" replied Kate as she entered the bathroom first, to take a shower.

Effie poured two glasses and took hers into her cabin. She set it to rest on the dresser and began going through her lingerie drawers looking for something 'just right'.

"Hmmm" she thought, "what would he like?" She settled upon a black lace bodysuit. "That'll do" she thought.

Sympathy for the devil started to blare through the walls from the bathroom's infotainment system.


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21 Dec 2020, 11:28pm
Kate stuck her head through the door into Effie’s cabin.

“All yours” she said. “Better get your skates on!”
21 Dec 2020, 11:29pm
“And about time! I hope you left some hot water for me!” Effie smiled as Kate disappeared into the cabin next door.

Effie stepped under the steaming water, to the sound of “Take the money and run”

“Dam, Kate has such a great historic music library” she thought. “I hope JB likes the golden oldies, it sounds like Kate’s on a mission”

As she exited the drier, she could hear Kate already prepping in the kitchen, tapping spoons against the pans to the beat of something about the alphabet that sounded like it was being sung by a child, but it was super funky.
22 Dec 2020, 9:30am
Kate turned to her friend as she entered the Galley.

“Your boy running late?” She waited for a second, seeing the look on Effie’s face. “You haven’t called him have you!?” She warned.

Effie poured herself a large Red and leant against the storage lockers, she said, “don’t be silly!” Taking a sip of her Merlot, “I bet he’s been offered a job he can’t refuse from one of his contacts in the Warrens.”

“That, or someone he owes money to down there has caught up to him!” Replied Kate, half serious, half joking. “His ships still here isn’t it?” She said with a slightly concerned look

“I didn’t hear anyone dusting off the decks, Kate, but with that music of yours blaring out like it’s 1999, a ruddy Fleet Carrier could have come smashing through the slot and parked itself right on top of us and we wouldn’t have heard a thing!”

The two women burst into laughter.

“Men are such pigs! Said Kate.


Last edit: 22 Dec 2020, 9:36am
22 Dec 2020, 9:42am
“Let’s enjoy these fantastic steaks, Kate, then get out of this garb and into something less obvious, head down the Warrens, check he isn’t lying in a gutter somewhere with blaster burns in his back!”

Whatever the case, Effie knew they needed to find a job anyway, so they may as well make sure JB’s OK whilst they’re at it.

“If he is OK though, I’m gonna kill him” she said, quite seriously.
22 Dec 2020, 10:23am
Gerry was currently aboard Cyberbird, dragging a case out from under his cot, grumbling as per usual. "Where the hell is that racket coming from? It's been going on for hours!" The man did his best to ignore the off key singing and loud music drifting down from a ship further down the dock. With a grunt he freed the case and set it on top of the cot, punching in the code and popping the latches, "Now this is more my style..." Gerry withdrew an armoured vest from the case and began putting it on strapping it over his undershirt, "Fox assured me that it would be able to stop anything short of plasma so long as it isn't point blank range."

Gerry grimaced as he considered that, "Problem is everywhere on this station is point blank range... ah well, better than nothing." Gerry moved on to the next item in the case, A Javelin, a collapsible Sniper Rifle from Sword Armories, Gerry shook his head  and set it to the side, "What kind of an idiot lugs around a sniper rifle on a space station?" Gerry pulled the next weapon out of the case, a Broadsword shotgun, as with all of the weapons in Gerry's case, top shelf guns from Sword Armories.

Gerry looked wistfully at it before setting it aside, "I use that thing and station security will be crawling all over the habitation complex in minutes. Gerry finally found what he'd been looking for at the bottom of the case, "Love these things", Gerry took a small device from the case, it looked like a slightly larger datapad with a few loose wires coming out of the top and some rough soldering on the casing.

"Might look like crap but it's the same principle as a hatch breaker controller, once it's hooked up I have yet to come across a door or lock that it couldn't open." Once Gerry had secured the device in a hidden pocket in his flight jacket he withdrew his sidearm from it's holster, taking a small device from the case and attaching it to the barrel. "It'll totally muffle the sound and dim the beam but rapid fire will cause the barrel to start melting real quick."

Gerry stood up and inspected himself in the mirror, on the surface he appeared an average unremarkable pilot, could have been hauling cargo or surveying water worlds, Gerry sighed before removing his Triple Elite and Alliance patches from the Jacket substituting them with a Merchant insignia and a logo from one of the haulage corps he had seen moving cargo in the docks.

With that he donned a simple grey cap and made his way down the ramp, heading towards the habitation complex.


Last edit: 22 Dec 2020, 10:31am
22 Dec 2020, 10:40am
Running uncharacteristicly late, JB jogged up to The Cygnus.

He wasn't sure how he was going to bring up the subject of the job he had in the morning with Effie. It would only be a couple of days away, max, but that wasn't the point... either way he wasn't in a rush to ruin his chances for another night with her.

Straightening himself up, his bionic hand gave a gentle knock on the landing gear.

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