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.
08 Jul 2016, 2:24pm
Heathen removed his feet from the dashboard, still board of waiting for repair crews to get to the station. A grin split his face. "Does said fucker have a sword?"

"Yes boss."

Oh it's only Jubei, don't mind him, I don't think I'm in trouble"


Last edit: 08 Jul 2016, 5:40pm
17 Jul 2016, 12:46pm
The small sleek Imperial Eagle approached the mail slot. For such a small ship it offered plenty of room to pass into the interior of the station. Though this time a T-9 piggy was munching up most of the space. No problem. The small ship rotated transversely and squeeze in, narrowly missing the other ship and the bulk of the station. The pilot glided into the tube found the landing pad and easily touched the ship down. Her engines powered down. Stryker was feeling in good spirits, and highly amused.
17 Jul 2016, 7:00pm
"Hail, where are you?"

Rebecca shoved the lifeless body of a looter aside, to get to the door at the end of the hallway.

She was trying to get unseen through the chaotic burning marketing areas earlier, but apparently a group of six marauding troublemakers had seen her. Now they were scattered over the floor.

"I'm at the front entry of the hangar were my ship's in. Can't come through to you. Security and marauders beat the shit out of each other in the market areas and I have no intention to walk through some pitch black parts of the dock in the current situation."

"You had problems?", the male voice asked.

"Problems would be exxagerated. Let's call it a little holdup. What's so urgent that you needed to call me to the docks?"


Rebecca swiped her key card through the reader, then the heavy bulkhead leading to her Corvette opened.

She entered the hangar and the Corvette, noticing its owner in the vicinity, deployed the boarding ramp. The lights flickered for a moment.


"Overseer, we need to delay the briefing. The Damocles and the Herakles need to lift off before the power grids break down again. The communication might fail. I advise the mission briefing for underway. What's our target system?"

She activated her PSA and pressed the 'Return to surface' button. A jolt ran through the platform and the ship as it moved towards the elevator leading to the surface.

"Your target system is Merope, you're the lead. Red Summer and White Summer will assist you with the FNV Damocles and the FNV Herakles. Additional we have a few vultures."

Another jolt ran through the ship as the elevator started moving upwards and Rebecca sped up and sprinted through the hallway to the stairs leading into the cockpit of the Corvette.

"Their ranks?"

"The vulture are all yellow. Red and White Summer are ultrablue."

"Yellow? Why outsiders and not ultra greens?"

"I've borrowed them from the Special Forces Corps of the Federal Navy. They're probably better than our training squad."

The door to the cockpit opened and Rebecca jumped into her pilots seat, still in her casual Fuel Rats flight suit.

She skipped the preflight checks, then requested clearance for lift off from the tower.

The landing gear parted with a loud clanking sound from the pad and the ship ascended into the middle of the tube.

To her left the Damocles also ascended from her pad to line up with the mail slot, while the Herakles already had lined up with the mailslot and hovered in the middle of the tube in front of the mail slot.

The envelope in the communication menu popped up and she accepted the wing invite.

Not even a second later a deep male voice came through the speakers.

"Go?"

Her mouth formed a little smile, while her left thumb circled over the big red button on the throttle as she rolled the Corvette and positioned it behind the Herakles.

Rebecca remained silent for a moment, then she answered.

"Go."

The deep roaring sound of the activating boosters made the whole ship and the air in the tube vibrate as the Herakles accelerated towards the slot.

She waited another second, then her thumb pressed the red button into the throttle and her own ship started vibrating even more.

The boost finished charging and shot the Corvette towards the mail slot, while the flight controller sweared at her over the public frequencies.

Closely behind her the Damocles flew through the mail slot.

"Slave your FSDs on me. Jump in 45 seconds.", she ordered her two wing mates.

"Roger, what's our destination?"

"Merope."


45 seconds later the FSDs were finished with charging, stars stretched out towards the canopy and the three Corvettes entered hyperspace.
21 Jul 2016, 5:30pm
The clumsy T6 came through the mail slot, pushing in its wake. "Little Crow, you scratch this ship it comes out your pay."

The woman turned in the pilots seat and flips him off. "Spin on it ya drunk bastard, that crate of whisky was meant to be sold here, how you came to gain favour as an Imperial I don't know."

The trade ship landed with a thud but before the hatch was opened, Heathen was up, grabbing a crutch and putting on his leather jacket.

"Thanks taxi, I left my credits in the bar, so catch you later?" He grinned at the blonde woman standing there with folded arms.

"Fuck off boss." And with that shit pushed the one legged man down the stairs.

After a moment of laying on the pad, Heathen pushed himself up and brushed himself off. "Thanks baby." He blew a kiss at Little Crow.

"Now, off to find the kid." Heathen did his best to swagger while on the crutch, resulting in a bit of a wobbly hop.
27 Jul 2016, 10:07pm
Little Crow walked by the bar entrance as the man walked out, her headset went off. Duty calls She smiled and swaggered behind the shady man.
27 Jul 2016, 11:03pm
Six left Inara's Galactic Bar, noting the neon sign outside the establishment. He watched, as it flickered wildly... It reminded him of a place he used to eat at on the Cleve Hub station, and made him smile.

Turning, he made his way towards the location housing his ship, making sure to check his watch every few minutes. As he walked he began whistling a tune...


Last edit: 27 Jul 2016, 11:40pm
27 Jul 2016, 11:10pm
Little Crow joined a group of wandering engineer crew, producing small spheres from her pocket and dropped them. They bounced twice and started vibrating with life, rolling after her mark.
27 Jul 2016, 11:32pm
Six continued whistling, moving through crowds of Pilots, dockhands, smugglers, traders, tourists, and a whole host of other people...

He went left, then right, then left again, only stopping to let the occasional unsupervised child run past. Weaving his way to his destination, a lift located at the end of a long walkway. Six approached the doors, and stood in front of them waiting for the elevator to arrive.
27 Jul 2016, 11:40pm
Little Crow followed the spheres until she rounded the corner catching sight of the shady mark. "Oh shite." She backed up calmly back round the corner, trusting the feed the drones were giving her.
27 Jul 2016, 11:46pm
Six stepped into the elevator, and let the doors close behind him. There was a quiet humming sound made by the elevator as it passed by each level. Six began counting them in his head as he went. Eventually the lift came to a stop...

"Thirty-fifth Floor." the elevator chimed.

Six exited, and continued whistling...


Last edit: 27 Jul 2016, 11:53pm
27 Jul 2016, 11:57pm
Little Crow swore. "Jesus give me a break." Walking over to a panel she tapped in a few lines of code and located her mark. She smirked "Bulls eye."
28 Jul 2016, 12:38am
Six went past a couple of teenagers playing with a ball, he watched for a moment, pausing, then continued his walk whistling even more loudly...
28 Jul 2016, 12:40am
Little Crow redirected the drones, making their way behind her mark, making sure they hang back a little but don't lose him.

She types in her facial recognition software, and let it run while watching this strange man. "Why does boss want you?"
28 Jul 2016, 12:42am
Six swiftly turns his next corner...
28 Jul 2016, 12:44am
Frantically tapping through the camera feeds, Little Crow couldn't find him.

She made the drones a little more aggressive in search. Hoping to flush him out and find his search. Looking at the software, it kept telling her no match.... a man without a face?

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