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)
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.
28 Nov 2016, 9:05pm
"Should be some water in the fridge," he said, walking towards the far wall where a recessed door was. He opened it and looked around, seeing a bottle of pureed strawberry-banana fruit juice. It wasn't exotic by any means - most people stocked up on things like Leestian Evil Juice or other such concoctions, but he found it difficult to separate from old Earth staples. He grabbed the bottle, holding it up over his head. "Fruit juice, if you want something with a little flavor."
28 Nov 2016, 9:11pm
A midnight black Python settled down onto landing pad 32 with a minor thud as the docking locks connected to the ship and lowered it into the hanger below. Inside the Commander looked out as he took his hand off the flight stick and rubbed his chin. Grabbing his jacket from the back of his seat he quickly put it on to keep off the chill of the space dock and to hide the Empire insignia that adorned his arm.

Upon exiting his ship he locked it up tight and made his way to the adjoining terminal. He had been ordered to pick up a package from this station and deliver it to some rich guy in Federation space. He looked around for his contact before pulling out a data-pad to check the rendezvous point for the pick up "Where the hell is this guy?" he pondered as he looked around.
28 Nov 2016, 9:21pm
"Water is fine...." Lilith said. It was probably the easiest thing to keep down she'd concluded.

Looking around her at the various cubby holes and hiding spots that were standard in basically any room on a ship.

"So, whereabouts are you planning on hiding the drone?" She asked, before rethinking the question, "On second thoughts, don't tell me. Easier to pretend I don't know if I genuinely don't."

With that she decided to bury her face in her hands and said very muffled through them, "Do it now."
28 Nov 2016, 9:25pm
Dr. Glaboski was sitting at a finely trimmed table in an elegant restaurant on Station called the Horse and the Hound. He was with a few other surgeons, at a stately dinner function. There was dull droning of talk, murmuring and the occasional joke. Despite his predicament, he was going to put on the airs no matter what. He took a sip of his wine when his communicator beeped. He set the bulbous glass down and lifted the tablet. A priority message.

He called that message up and gave it a quick read and smiled. The bounty hunter did the job, and he was sure he had done it well. Though, unconventional was the arrangement for delivery. Upon his own ship. Well now, that is just not going to do was it. He typed in a message.

“I’m quite glad that you have her. I will send a status chamber to pad 33. You are instructed to tell the medical workers that you have a very ill crew member and you are to place her body in it. They will take care of the rest.

I will meet you at the BlueTek Night club, in the entertainment district to arrange for pick up of the data stick and the other half of your payment. I’m inclined to pay you a bonus for your promptness in the matter.”

The demented doctor sent it off, picked up a fork and knife and took a dainty bite of his steak.
28 Nov 2016, 9:34pm
Reiffis looked at his data-pad as he received a message from his contact, looking it over he shook his head and placed it back into his jacket.

To the Galactic Bar it is then? he thought to himself as he looked around. He had been told that the package was very important and to make sure that he wasn't followed. He zipped up his jacket to make sure no one have a chance of noticing his Empire insignia and slowly made his way to the elevator.

He took a mental note of his docking number and took one last glance to make sure he wasn't being followed as he pressed the button for the elevator.
28 Nov 2016, 10:19pm
"Wait.  Stop.  That's it."

After nearly an hour of dismissive jokes and annoying chortles, the merchant blinked twice at Phisto's sudden interest in the die cast ship model he currently held.

"I'll pay you 10,000 credits for that item," Phisto held his hand up, palm nearly touching the merchant's nose, "and if you say another word I'll walk away."  The merchant nodded, his eyes a combination of excitement and confusion, and rang up the transaction.  Phisto inspected the model, then the merchant's data pad, and approved the transaction.  The merchant began to open his mouth,

"No," Phisto's hand returned to the merchant's nose, "don't ruin it.  If you speak, I'll just take the model only and forget the other thing.  Oh, yes, of course, you have no idea what I mean by that."  The merchant nodded, gently bumping his forehead against the pads of Phisto's fingertips.

"Now that I know you, if I ever run into you in the black, there's a significant chance I won't try to kill you." Phisto turned on his left heel, and quickly headed away from the kiosk.  Tears began to well as he gingerly put the model in his pocket.


Last edit: 28 Nov 2016, 10:26pm
28 Nov 2016, 11:06pm
Putting the bottle of juice back into the fridge, he took a bottle of water out instead and crossed the room, handing it to her and sitting on the bed across from her, elbows on his knees.

The slate emitted a soft, pinging tone. A reply from Glaboski. He traded an apprehensive look with Lilith, then lifted the slate to read.

"We have a problem," he said quietly. "He doesn't want to meet. He wants you to be put into a stasis pod and he wants to meet me at a night club." He placed the heel of his palm against his forehead and sighed. "Damnit!"
28 Nov 2016, 11:24pm
Lilith choked on the water she had just taken a swig of. Taking a moment to make sure her throat was clear before she spoke.

"You what???" She cried out, "Nuh uh... No way!!! Not after last time I was unconscious in his care!!!"

She stood up suddenly, knocking the chair over in her haste and began pacing the room fervently. This was bullshit. All that careful planning undone by one message. ONE MESSAGE!!! It wasn't even an unreasonable request on his part the sleazy prick!!!

"We need to think of a response and fast before he thinks something's up..." She said, still agitated and pacing a path in on the floor.
28 Nov 2016, 11:36pm
"Hang on. We can still do this without putting you at risk." His mouth twisted slightly. "No more at risk than I'll be, at least. But we're going to have to improvise a little."

He rose from his seated position and paced for a few seconds, thinking. "I don't think there's any getting around meeting him at the nightclub. He wants to make the data stick exchange in a public place, which works well for us because you can mingle in the crowds elsewhere while I meet with him. But the stasis pod... that's going to be trickier. We have to assume they know who to expect to get into the pod."

He ran a hand through his hair, racking his brain for any possible out from that particular snag. He looked to Lilith. "I'm all ears if you have any ideas."
28 Nov 2016, 11:49pm
Lilith continued her pacing, wracking her brains for a solution. Anything that didn't involve acrually getting in the pod would do. She brought the bottle up to her lips, now visibly shaking. It was bad enough possibly meeting him face to face, but this was too much.

"Tell him....." *No, that won't work.... Will it?* "Tell him you brought me here under false pretences, I dunno, you got me drunk or something. Tell him that short of cracking me over the skull, there's not much chance of getting me into a pod." Realising it was now out in the open, she sternly added, "And believe me, that's the only way you're getting me in that thing..."

She was still quite rattled and adrenaline was now coursing through her veins. It was a sensation she was acutely familiar with, but she was sincerely hoping it would just go away right now.

"Maybe you can have it that I think we're going out for a few drinks??" She really was clutching at straws by this point. But anything to avoid getting into a stasis pod would do.
29 Nov 2016, 12:05am
He snapped his fingers and pointed to her. "That's might work. I'll tell him that the stasis pod is a no-go, but that we..." his voice trailed off. "You know. I'll say that I can convince you to go back out for drinks, the club would be a perfect place to conduct the exchange and we can try and work from there."

He brought his slate back up and began typing away a new message.

Stasis pod is a bad idea. Brought her back to my ship for some... activities, and attacking her would throw my current rapport with her into jeopardy. I can bring her with me to the nightclub however, she seems keen to go.
29 Nov 2016, 12:27am
Lilith stood wringing her hands in agitation.

"You realise if he takes the bait, we'll need to visit my ship so I can put on something a bit more, uhh... Appealing..." She said. It had been a long long time since she'd dressed up for something.. In fact, she wasn't even convinced she had something in her room that could pass as 'party wear'.
29 Nov 2016, 12:42am
The slate went off again, and Isaiah growled in irritation at reading the reply.

"He's not budging on it." He dropped the slate onto the bed and ran his hands over his face, thinking. "I think we're gonna need some help."

Isaiah spun on his heel and started towards the cockpit, climbing up the ladder quickly. "Blood, where is the Misanthropy right now?"

"She's in Yash, 206.93 lightyears away."

"Damn."

"Do you want me to send a k-cast?"

Isaiah sat down in the pilot's seat again, rubbing his hands together. "Yeah. We're going to need Cait's help, just in case things get out of hand."
29 Nov 2016, 12:59am
"There's only one thing he really cares about here and that's his data." Said Lilith, "He can't guarantee I haven't got copies elsewhere if I'm dead or unconscious. That needs to be our play. If he won't accept it, just force it on him and we'll head over. He might suspect something but he won't want to jeapordise his chance at getting his hands on me and his stuff."
29 Nov 2016, 1:19am
"He doesn't need the data if he's got his hands on you, that's the thing." He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "If he has you, the data becomes irrelevant because he's laboring under the assumption that you haven't made copies or distributed it to third parties as an insurance policy..."

Isaiah closed his eyes, silently wondering why he bothered to sign on for this job. This wasn't even what he'd come to Inara for.

"We could force his hand, like you said, but we're going to be placing ourselves in harm's way for certain. That's why I want Cait to act as the failsafe. If either one of us gets hurt or we get separated, she and Bloodfeather can try to do something about it."

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