Elite roleplay: The galactic bar

INGABA (Inara Galactic Bar)

Welcome to the swankiest bar and most popular bar on station. Located in the Pilot's market and due to its close proximity to the docks is heavily frequented by pilots and all manner of crew, tourists, and layover passengers. Dark, smokey and trimmed in neon lights and bits of tinsel, InGaBa plays only the best music straight from Radio Sidewinder and local DJ star, Janten Groove.

There are various tabled and seated cubby holes that patrons can hold private conversations as well the main bar top where all assortments of drinks and bar food can be ordered up. On the back of the bar on various shelves, from all over the galaxy, the fines and rarest ales preside. next to the impressive collection are several screens that can usually be seen playing adverts or the CQC championships.

It is the most prominent choice for meeting up with other pilots to discuss business discreetly, whatever they may be...

Notice booking the InGaBa for private functions require a deposit of 250,000 CR to cover potential damages.

InGaBa drinks menu:
  • Cubeo Gold - Mid Whiskey
  • Achenar Blue - Upscale Whiskey
  • Kamadhenu Red - Red wine
  • Old Sol - Scotch
  • Barnard's Choice - Gin
  • Crown Jewel - Cocktail
  • Pegasi moon - Pirate Surprise!
  • Supernova - Cocktail
  • Barron's Head - Beer
  • Lavian Brandy
  • Alioth Sparkling - Sparkling Wine
  • Jaques' Quinentian Still - Gifted by a mysterious benefactor, two of these rare devices now distill single shots of whiskey from whatever is on hand for the patrons of Ingaba.


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.
21 Oct 2016, 11:32pm
With a loud BANG, Lukes gun discharged and the shot busted the window. He immediately dropped the weapon and it fell, smoldering, to the floor, now just a useless hunk of metal. All at once the light went off and a monotonous tannoy system alerted that the fire suppression was disabled.

"Think you can get out through that?" He called to the guy inside. "Safety cut off disabled the atmosphere venting. Otherwise it would vent the whole station!!!" He added.

Peering inside he felt he recognised the guy... "Aren't you the guy who ran from the bar like, ten minutes ago? I was told you were dead."

Thinking to himself *If it is, I gotta get back to Jacob cus I can't distract the authorities with a living, dead body*
22 Oct 2016, 1:30am
Cerse saunters over past the drones, quietly grabbing an arm of both Ten and Cartlidge, pulling them into a gathering crowd. "Time's up. We have to go." Accidentally drops the had by the body in the process. Heading towards the dock.
22 Oct 2016, 1:25pm
As the medic and his pair of drones approached, Ten and Cartlidge both withdrew from the body, allowing the man to get to work. A third drone, a security drone, focused itself on Jacob. He would've much preferred to deal with actual people, since they could be reasoned with or simply tricked, but he figured he could handle a floating ball of metal too.
"Officer, I know who did this!" Cartlidge announced confidently, "they ran off just a few moments ago. If we hurry we can still catch them!" He added, gesturing to run down a nearby hallway with the drone.

Meanwhile Ten rested her back against the wall, silently staring at her hand. It was completely covered in blood.
24 Oct 2016, 9:44am
wizard walks straight upto the front door of this Bar everyones talking about, swinging the door open like he owns the place having that look of importance splashed over his face,eyeing everyone up he moves like his on cloud nine to the bar

"barkeep give me a fosters and a shot of jd" while thumping the bar with a fist!

"We dont sell jd here sir" came a sheepish voice

Bollocks wrong bar
24 Oct 2016, 2:45pm
And so it was. There was a large blast and glass was sent flying towards Eddie like some glittering shrapnel. His heavy trench coat protected him and he was glad. The computer continued on its deathly countdown. He heard Luke yell at him to shut off the atmospheric venting.

Now, Eddie was truly lost. He spent his entire lifetime, up to this point, enacting social justice in the fairy realms of the internet. He had no real life skills to speak of. Well except for twirling his katana around, which in his mind he was a definitive expert on. And now he regretted his decision on not taking that annex course in wire splicing. So he stood and looked blankly at Luke.

“3…..2……” Said the cool voice, “1.” And, absolutely nothing of interest happened. For the comm panel was malfunctioning to begin with. But Luke did the right thing by assuming that it was about to send the fat man on a permeant tour of the stars. Eddie sighed relief, squeezed through the hole, and well, latched onto Luke.

“Y…y…you saved my life!” He blubbered. “By code of honor, I am sworn and duty bound to repay my death debt to you!” He sobbed then looked over at the medics doing their thing to his Aisling. He noted something interesting. A new comer had just waltzed right through the entire scene, as if nothing was happing, turn and enter the bar. This person, then in an obnoxious voice demanded a shot of JD and to his displeasure was told that BJ’s were not a thing here, and that he should try the establishment down the hall. The one with the red light. Then the bar tender realized his mistake. "I'm sorry," he fumbled, "I thought you said something else....."

The Police drone was confused. The Cartlidge person had said he knew who had committed the crime, and then all of a sudden this new person showed up, walked through the scene and entered the bar. Police Drone 112A15TWWU166 was an anomaly among the other drones and often the butt of their jokes. And just so everyone knows, drone jokes are quite dry. This police drone was going to prove itself. It would apprehend the culprit, then extract its Dakka-Dakka justice upon them. It would be, Judge, Jury, and Executioner. It buzzed around, and entered the bar. The flashing blue and red lights, glittering off of the polished wood bar-top. It pointed its multicannon at Wizard.

“This is a police control. Place you hands in the yellow circles…..” It said most seriously, and since it was a police drone, it was very serious. So serious that words are inadequate to describe the seriousness of how serious this drone was speaking.

Meanwhile, the man medic was working his black magic upon the blue haired girl, while the hawk faced medic stood there scowling, with her arms folded. Her job was to do just that. Scowl and make people feel uncomfortable. She was quite good at it and had even won an award once.

“Stand Back!” The first medic said most dramatically. “We can save this girl! Quick, before her brain dies!” The two medic drones were caught unaware. They were too busy snickering at the Police drone. “Stretcher, STAT!” The medic cried.

“Roger Roger!” They said in perfect unison, and took up position. One at the girl’s crown, the other at her heels. They emitted a beam of soft blue light and the girl hovered inches off the ground. The hawk faced medic scowled her approval, as they carted the Aisling cosplay off to the medical ward.

Eddie was now torn. He had sworn to an oath. That he would repay his death debt to Luke, but his Aisling was being carted off. She needed him! He didn’t know what to do. The stress of having to make a quick decision and his indecision sent him into asthmatic attack! With hands trained, and a movement to rival even the most disciplined Kung Fu Master, he deftly whipped out his inhaler. The trench coat snapped producing that oh so iconic sound effect. Two puffs, and another whipping motion later, the inhaler was safely stowed back in its holster.

Bros before Hoes he concluded. But wait, he was different! The Aisling had to come first.  He took off after the blue haired cosplay, “M’lady, I will always be by your side!” he cried running down the hall, leaving Luke standing there holding the cheap imitation katana.


Last edit: 24 Oct 2016, 3:02pm
24 Oct 2016, 5:13pm
Cartlidge blinked in confused silence for a moment as the security drone darted away to chase down a newcomer that had quietly attempted to bypass the scene. It was only now did he realize how poorly designed these security drones really were. He looked at the group of medics as they worked, all (except for the medic drones) too busy to pay them any attention.

"I think this would be a good time to leave," he muttered, grabbing hold of Ten's arm and slinking around the corner in the direction of the docks. He caught glimpse of a rather odd looking man running over to the woman and the medics just before the pair rounded the corner.
24 Oct 2016, 7:01pm
The police drone hovered there all serious like. But apparetnly it wasn't serious enough. Obviously it wasn't about to go Judge Dredd on this man, and so it left the bar. It hovered back to the scene of the crime, and using its advance form of echo location, and heat vison, it found Cartlidge and Ten, slinking around the corner on their way to the dock. It reved up its hover motor disk things and sped along the corridor.

"Hey Wait!" It called out to the pair.
24 Oct 2016, 11:21pm
Lilith:
Lilith followed the two guards as they exited an alley and began listening into their radios. She was too far away from them to hear the full conversation but shortly after, two people ran past them and the guards swiftly reached for their sidearms just as a security drone sailed on by. Confused, the two guards  went in the opposite direction, Lilith ran to the end just in time to see them arresting someone. Unfortunately the guards stood in between her and the culprit so she couldn't make out who it was, just that for some reason he appeared to have a large bladelike weapon cvlipped to his belt.

In a split second decision, Lilith decided to charge after the security drone. In her heavy boots this was no mean feat but she'd had practice, she pulled open her trench coat and threw it to one side to stop the billowing from dragging her back and within moments she had caught up with the drone. Pulling her sidearm out she shouted to the fleeing couple to get down as she jumped, grabbed hold of the flying ball, pulling it to the ground and began unloading her clip into the top of it, each shot weakening the protective hull before one finally blasted through and severed the internal connections.

It sparked and twitched a couple of times and Lilith got up with a smile. She loved that feeling of being up close and personal with her opponent. Sure, it was just a robot, but it didn't detract from the satisfaction in the slightest.

Luke:
Standing there dumbfounded at what had just happened, holding a sword in his hands as the man scarpered off, Luke looked down to his melted wreck of a gun, kicked it to the side and clipped the katana to his side instead. *Better than nothing I guess.* he thought.

Walking back towards the bar he caught a glimpse of Jacob and Ten running off around the corner, quickly followed by the security drone that darted out of the bar, shouting after them. Or whatever passed for shouting from a computer anyway. He contemplated chasing after them but unfortunately at that point two actual security guards turned up, took one look at the blood on the floor and raised their guns to him. "HANDS UP, DON'T MOVE!!!"

*Ah... Shit* He thought, placing his hands behind his head, kneeling down and allowing the guards to begin the process of arresting him. One of them began talking in his radio, "We have one suspect in custody, two, possibly three more fleeing the scene, Security Drone number uhhh.... I dunno.... Drone in pursuit." He paused for a minute while someone responded,

"Well if you're going to give them THIRTEEN DIGIT serial numbers you can get stuffed if you expect us to memorise them or tell the damn difference between them!!!" Before clicking off his radio. "I'm gonna pay for that one later." He huffed at his partner.


Last edit: 25 Oct 2016, 12:31am
25 Oct 2016, 12:19am
Lilith made short work of the awkward, yet charming little security drone. It never saw its end comming, and really didn't have time to contemplate the afterlife. Did drones go to some sort of robotic heaven? It wondered if it would meet its great great great great great great great great great....great predecessor. The TSR-90, sold in the early 80's by Radio Shack. It heard itself squeak out,
"What a world....What a world.....What a world...." before its red cybernetic eye snuffed out.


Last edit: 25 Oct 2016, 3:14am
25 Oct 2016, 3:28pm
Cartlidge cursed as the drone darted back after them. He was really hoping that they could slip away from this mess without notice. He drew his pistol and turned in one seamless motion, but froze in even more confusion as yet another random stranger tackled the bot and unloaded her entire magazine into the poor drone.

The pair watched silently as the drone malfunctioned and "died." He honestly couldn't help but feel bad for the odd little thing.
25 Oct 2016, 4:22pm
Lilith:
Looking down at the wreckage and back towards the bar and thought of something. She discharged the heat from her gun, crouched back down and began looking through the wreck for it's memory unit with her gun placed casually on the floor.

She became aware of the two standing there and shouted at them "I'm not done with you yet, don't worry" as she patted her sidearm, figuring they'd get the message. "In fact, if either of you are good with electronics, now would be a good time to speak up..."


Last edit: 23 Nov 2016, 10:21pm
25 Oct 2016, 4:36pm
The pair looked at each other for a moment before Cartlidge nodded, allowing Ten to kneel down and pick up the drone's memory unit without so much as a moment of looking. Having finally returned to her normal self (at least for the moment), Ten wordlessly held out the devise to the woman.

Meanwhile Cartlidge took a step back and watched, his hands in his pockets as they usually were.
25 Oct 2016, 5:14pm
"Right, now that's done..." Lilith took the device and went to pocket it, only to realise her trenchcoat was further down the street. Instead, sliding it into the waistband of her trousers, she picked up her gun and pointed it at them.

"Not that I'm ungrateful but, a couple of convicts with, literal, blood on their hands, makes a girl uncomfortable." She grinned, eyeing the pair suspiciously, "But you can ease a lady's tension if you and your, sex toy lady friend, help me out." She added noticing the seams on the womans arms.
25 Oct 2016, 11:06pm
Cartlidge smiled as his eye flashed red for a moment. After all that had happened, they still hadn't gotten out of it yet, so he took it as a good opportunity to let out his frustrations.

"Right, how about a trade instead? I'm sure you find this to be a fair payment," he said as he revealed a small cylindrical canister and nonchalantly tossed it over to the woman. Ten stood still, waiting for the woman's reaction before she would move.
26 Oct 2016, 1:31am
Lilith:
Lilith swiftly caught the container and held it in her open hand examining it, but keeping her gun pointed towards the pair. "And what's this exactly? Long lost treasures of the Duvals or something??" She scoffed.

She debated dropping the canister and crushing it but decided against it, instead she closed her hand and without lowering her gun said, "Actually, I'm looking for someone to do a job for me, and now I think you owe me one... Or should I just hold you here for the real cops to show up and we'll explain to them just how you vandalised government property?" Kicking her toe against the drone to emphasise her point.

Luke:
".....and you have the right to remain silent, although it may harm your defence if you do not mention, when questioned, something you may later rely on in your hearing. Do you understand?" Grunted the guard now cuffing Luke as he read out his rights.

*Sigh* "Yes, I understand, can we hurry this up please?" Luke huffed at the guard as he was pulled to his feet and frogmarched down the street away from the bar. Looking back he could see other guards had turned up and were now taking witness statements and cordoning off the bloodstained area just outside it. Not long later he was being bundled into the back of a secure vessel and being transported to the holding cells in the Citi Gateway area.

Luke leaned his head against the steel internal wall of the vehicle and closed his eyes thinking. *I swear if I'm going to have to use my one call to summon her....* he let the thought linger for a moment, *Nah, they'll see I was just a bystander.... Right?* Although he lacked much confidence in that analysis.
Continued in Citi Gateway


Last edit: 23 Nov 2016, 10:25pm

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