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.
17 Jul 2024, 9:10pm
"Yeah whatever, the guy was douche. Look you need to tell them I'm not some bottom-feeder delivery girl you know?" said Willow as she realised she was packing a box she would be delivering to the customer once she had enough orders packed to make it worth doing a circuit of the docking bays.

"Er, um, so yeah I guess you can have my info. You take flicks?" asked Willow already flicking her E-card to him.


Willow Salvage and Retrieval

(Mechanical & Biological)


Your loss doesn’t have to stay lost

Deep-Space and Surface contracts undertaken


The second flick-card read

Weeping Willow Morticians & Undertakers

The end is not the end


We escort your loved ones from here to the beyond

All theological traditions observed on request


"Like, that's my old card, but its still good. Guess I better add my shop to that, huh?"

Something about Mauls face was different now, so Willow leaned into the shield to get a better look. The blue haze made the change hard to see so she turned it off and hopped up on the workbench so she could shuffle closer, bringing her big unblinking brown eyes closed to Maul's face.

"What happened to your eyes? The ones you had were like, cheap parts for toy robots. These optics look real good" said Willow grabbing his face so she could lift his eye lid and get a better look at the upgrade. Her other hand fumbled around on the bench for her loupe.
17 Jul 2024, 9:30pm
“Uhh…yeah,” he said between squeezed cheeks, his mouth forming an unattractive pucker as Willow held his face. “I got new optics. The old ones were starting to bug out. Slow adjustment to varying level of light exposure, visual glitches, image hitching, ya know, all that shit.”

With Willow this close to his face, he hoped his breath didn’t smell too much like the burrito he’d just had.

“Gottem at a place called Silver Mountain.”
17 Jul 2024, 9:40pm
"Huh, yeah. Like if you croaked, I'd salvage them real quick. You should carry a shielded tube around JIC, you know?"

Jumping back down off the bench, Willow put the shield back on.

"So, what now? Can I like reject requests? Or like, do I have to do as you say. Like, shadow you for a bit kind of thing?"
17 Jul 2024, 10:16pm
Maul shrugged.

“You can shadow me if you’d like or go out on your own. I’m not all too concerned about the complaints, you obviously know your stuff and The Network generally only cares about results.”

“Requests aren’t likely coming, seeing as you’re a low rep contractor. There’s always a handful of open contracts though; theft, blackmail, tracking, ya know, that sorta stuff. After awhile though, client may start asking for you by name or you may start being recommended to people.”

He flashed a warm smile.

“That’s how we met. You needed a hacker and The Network thought I’d be a good pick.”

He looked over Willow’s E-cards she’d sent over as he continued.

“Back when I was recruited, my sponsor was some guy named Xero. We never met in person, well, except once. I reckon his real name was Tobias, he was way younger than me, must have been like 15 at the time he chose to sponsor me. We met through some sketch “hacker” forums when I was like 19. He was damn good with tech.”

There was a brief silence as Maul recalled Xero’s death. He’d never fully dealt with the emotions that came from a long time friend turning traitor. Still, he felt no one deserved to go out the way he did.

“But anyway,” he said as he cleared his throat.” all my early jobs were things I could do remotely. I mean, my initiation contract had me acquiring the log in credentials of some desk jockey who worked at a corp on my home station.”

Looking back at Willow, he gave her a look of uncertainty.

“I’m still not sure what they did with that info.”
17 Jul 2024, 10:33pm
"Ah huh, ah huh. That's real interesting. So like, that means your of no use to me, right?"

Willow smiled, tipping her head to one side.

"So, you can go now. Kay? Okay. Good by. Bu-by?" she waved with her slender fingers drumming the air.
17 Jul 2024, 11:42pm
My last post was trash, this is a retake


Maul nodded in agreement.

“Huh, you’re right.” He said as he turned to leave the shop, stopping just short of the door.

“Ah, another thing, fuck around too much and piss people off and you’ll land on the Network Blacklist.”

He continued towards the exit and leaned back against the door and continued.

“Those are open ended bounties with big payouts and no end date. They’re set in place by the higher ups.”

“Now, this isn’t like your typical faction mission board work you see at every station. These people don’t just scowl at you and demand payment for fucking up a job. Piss them off enough and you’ll have individuals on your ass who devote their entire being to hunting down Network Blacklisters.

But I’m sure you’ll be fine.”

“Anyway, if you need me, give me a shout on the forums. Oh, and try not to fall too deep down the rabbit hole Alice!” He called out as he pressed against the door and stepped out into the docks once again, heading towards The Galactic.
18 Jul 2024, 2:01pm
Bling... Bling
Separate messages arrived for Maul and Willow, each from Vasil

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Mr. Montresor,
As you probably know, my discussions with Lady Lambast did not end well, with her abandoning her plans for building a space port and finding Charles “Creamy” Goodness. However, as a favor to the Count and Countess my family will be assuming the responsibility of finding their son. I assume Lady Lambast passed your name on to the Count and Countess who then passed it on to us. I am still in possession of the COVAS, and if you are interested in finding the lost Lord, your assistance would be welcomed.
I will be in the Inara system but can meet you at a time and place convenient for you if you would care to discuss things further.

V/r
Vasil Vasilescu

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Willow,
You up for some people recovery? I’ll stop by to discuss the details, but in general, it involves finding someone who may or may not be dead, an odd salvaged COVAS, and one Charles “Creamy” Goodness. I’ll be on station in a few hours with the Always Lost and will stop by. Lunch, dinner, or whatever is on me.
-V

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18 Jul 2024, 2:35pm
Filling parts oreders wasn't great credits. After looking at the books; it looked like she would only just cover the overheads. Right now, Willow was working to sand still. Whatever, the quiet life was the aim of trying out the shopkeeper role. Her pad was propped up against the big vice, and Willow kept an eye on the reports coming in from a few ear-marked systems that were in the process of changing hands while she worked.

What Willow needed now was a good old Reboot'n'loot to refill her stock, and earn a few extra credits. A reasonable job did come in, it needed all her signature skills.

Vasil Vasilescu
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Willow,
You up for some people recovery? I’ll stop by to discuss the details, but in general, it involves finding someone who may or may not be dead, an odd salvaged COVAS, and one Charles “Creamy” Goodness. I’ll be on station in a few hours with the Always Lost and will stop by. Lunch, dinner, or whatever is on me.
-V

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A piece of tech in need of investigation. Biological retrieval that could very well need Willow's mortician skills. And the client would be one of the few people that visited the station that didn't have some weird personality trait to be aware of.

Why he would describe this Charles person a creamy good was strange, but like, people had their own ways, right?

Hey V

So like, great timing my guy. Let me know when you're on station, and well go to the food court. Kay?
see you soon.
19 Jul 2024, 3:15pm
Vasil set the Always Lost down on the assigned landing bay and engaged the electromagnetic clamps.

“Ship secured,” announced Jefferson, who then added in the usual, nonchalant manner typical of a COVAS, “Power surge in hard point two alpha has been contained.”

Vasil acknowledged the overvoltage error but did not clear it from the error logs. The hasty addition of weapons to the normally unarmed Always Lost had led to an odd issue of the plasma accelerator attempting to deploy whenever the magnetic clamps were engaged. The power spikes had so far been contained, but repeated discharges would damage the varisters.

“Jefferson, set maintenance reminder and remove hard point two alpha from all fire goups.” said Vasil. Once he completed the final landing checks, Vasil messaged Willow.

On station. Where do you want to eat?
19 Jul 2024, 5:38pm
Vasil VasilescuOn station. Where do you want to eat?

She wasn't waiting for the message so to speak, but she was waiting for the message. Willow had plenty of credits to live like the queen for months, but she was trying to live on her earning from the shop. Life without a ship was not expensive, but it did mean her earning power was real weak, so a meal on Vasil was just what the doctor ordered.

Hi Vee
Making a few deliveries on station. Give me an hour and we'll meet at the Grill Shack. Unit 5, B section in the pilots market. Kay?
See ya there
xx


Putting her pad away, Willow hurried Odie along and took a seat on the wagon the droid was pulling for her.
19 Jul 2024, 5:57pm
The Grill Shack was exactly the type of place Vasil expected Willow to choose. Not quite a dive but not quite respectable, a place that was known by word of mouth with what looked like a regular clientele of station dwellers. There were places like this on stations throughout settled space and they always had damn good food, usually prepared by a cook that would tell you to go to hell if you sent something back to the kitchen.

Vasil, looking like any other space jockey in an old maverick suit, found a place to sit, ordered a beer, and waited for Willow.
19 Jul 2024, 6:38pm
After putting Odie and the little pull-along wagon away, Willow grabbed her home made motor-board and whizzed her way down to unit five. Weaving in and out of station visitors, Willow scooted around the outside seating of the Grill Shack looking for Vee with the smell from the open grill filling her nose making her mouth water.

Spotting what could be the back of his head at the bar, Willow flipped up her board at the entrance and trotted to a normal walk inside shack plopping her self down next to Vee.

"Hi, what's in the black Vee?" she said with a little smile.
19 Jul 2024, 7:13pm
Willow Thorn "Hi, what's in the black Vee?" she said with a little smile.


"All sorts of things," he said, turning to Willow. "You just have to know where to look."

Vasil pushed out a barstool for her. "Have a seat. I ordered a plate of baconated spuds for starters. Should be here in a few." Catching the bartender's attention, he indicated that whatever Willow wanted was on his tab.

"So, how's this shopkeeper gig treating you?"
19 Jul 2024, 8:14pm
"Meh" said Willow taking a seat and wedging her board between the bar and foot bar. "Not like it was in school, you know? They don't teach you about overheads and other things you suddenly have to pay for"

There was no need for a menu, or for Willow to think about what she wanted. It seemed like the staff knew Willow too, because the guy behind the bar had his order tablet ready.

"So, I'd like a grill house stack on rye with extra cheese and extra salad. Side of fries. Side of onion rings. Side of crispy garlic mushrooms. Um, cheesy hot breadsticks aaaand, oh, like a big old scoop of captain Mambo's secret sauce in a little bowl. Wiiiith"

She looked at Vasil.

"Do you want a meaty strips platter to start? Comes with like, a tree of sauces bowls in the middle of a stack of strips of all the meats they do, you know? Oh, wait, you got the bacon wedges already"

That was it for Vasil till the important business of ordering was completed.

"And I'd like a can of Vega red now, with a straw, and a Vega classic when the food comes ok? And we'll be seated at one of the table out by the grill. Thank man" said Willow flicking the guy a tip to his tablet.

She put her elbow on the bar and rested her chin in her hand to thank Vasil while impatiently waiting for food.

"Thx Vee, this is gonna be like, cosmic. You know what your having?" she asked with her big eyes looking a little wider than usual.


Last edit: 19 Jul 2024, 8:25pm
19 Jul 2024, 10:11pm
*is looking for some place to eat before returning to the bar, notices "Vee" and Willow briefly and coincidentally, then tries to move along unnoticed, as much as the shape allows for it*

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