Elite roleplay: Citi Gateway

CITI GATEWAY

The Orbis station is a center of activity. Within the station a myriad of places can be found.
  • The Warrens: Where the poor plebs of the station live. It's is a breeding ground for the most unscrupulous. Keep an eye on your wallet when traversing the corridors of these areas.
  • Habitation Complex: For those workers and pilots that can afford it, this area provides closer to 1G gravity for more earth like living.
  • Commerce Divison: and Administration Where the larger corporations make their home. Station administration can be found here.
  • Industrial Complex: Where industry manufactures their various goods.
  • Entertainment: District Bars, theaters and night clubs, tattoo parlors and other establishments can be found vying for a commanders credits in exchange for a bit of fun.
  • Station Security: A high tech brig used to house law breakers until they can be tried, and or deported off station.
  • Medical Ward: Where commanders can get patched up, enhanced, or fix existing cybernetics.

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.
06 Nov 2016, 1:54pm
Goodness, I hadn't realised this place was quite so big. Nor quite so busy. I wonder how long I'll have to wait until this wretched Emmerich woman shows up.

Oh, a juggler! That does bring back fond memories. Let's take a closer look.


"OUCH! Hey, mind where you're going! You almost sent me flying!"

Well! He's in a big hurry!


Last edit: 07 Nov 2016, 12:51pm
06 Nov 2016, 10:06pm
Kyla turned around after overhearing Jemine cursing at the stubborn man who seemed determined to bump into everyone he passes.

"This place seems to be full of arseholes huh?" She remarked to Jemine, blissfully unaware that this was the woman she had a verbal spat with earlier. "This is why I hate crowds."

Before Jemine could say anything, the hurried man tripped over a table, landing face-first on the metal ground and spilling food everywhere. Kyla let off a chuckle as a shouting match developed between the man and the now-disgruntled patrons who were arguably enjoying their meal.

"Now that's karma!"


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07 Nov 2016, 1:07pm
"Perhaps from now on he might think twice before barging into people like that."

This is ridiculous. I'm waiting for a complete stranger who probably won't turn up. And since I don't even know what she looks like, how am I supposed to spot her amongst all these people? She's most likely skulking around in some seedy bar, laughing at me.

"I was waiting for...  for a friend, but I think I've been stood up. Do you fancy a coffee?"
07 Nov 2016, 4:24pm
Lilith had grown tired of waiting. Her plan was to let the guard pop off for a toilet break but he seemed to either have a seriously strong bladder, or hadn't had much to eat or drink. Either way he wasn't leaving soon so to avoid any more delays, she decided to take matters into her own hands. Literally.

Since the Doctors had realised her life was no longer in any danger, they had no need to have her hooked up to the heart monitors or drips. This made sneaking up on the poor guy all the more easy. Pulling the door gently open, she could see his back was to the door, and completely unaware of what was about to happen. A brief glance to make sure there were no additional guards and she quickly cupped her hand around the guards mouth, stifling any scream he might've put out, and locked her other elbow under his chin, effectively cutting off his air supply.

Dragging him into the room quickly she shut the door with her foot as the man struggled against her arm. Her shoulder had healed quite nicely, but was still screaming in pain at being put under so much stress so soon. She used the pain to get the adrenaline rush she needed to hold the man in place as the man clawed at her arm before reaching down to his waist.

"Oh no you don't" Lilith whispered through gritted teeth as she wrapped her leg around his elbow and trapped his arm against his torso. Slowly, but surely, the mans movements grew slower and shorter until he stopped struggling completely.

A quick check of his pulse revealed he wasn't dead, but he wasn't likely to wake up anytime soon. So she pulled back the bedsheets, hoisted the man up onto the bed and covered him over with the sheets. She gathered her personal effects from the patients locker in the corner and threw the bag containing it all over her shoulder. She began to make her way out but turned in the doorway to look back at the bed. Standing at the door, it was clear the only way you could tell who was in the bed was to walk right up to it.
07 Nov 2016, 9:57pm
Kyla raised her eyebrow suspiciously. Is that her...? Seems a bit convenient that I too am waiting for someone who probably won't show... She pondered for a moment. Nah. She can't be... She doesn't seem stuck-up enough. Ah, frak it! I was getting hungry anyway.

Kyla nodded. "Go on then. I haven't eaten for hours. I hope at least one of these food stalls isn't selling burnt chow," she said, pointing to a food stall with hunks of meat that were blacker than a pile of charcoal.


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08 Nov 2016, 3:33am
Dr. Glaboski sat at his desk in his office. The light were dim and he was admiring all the "Susans" he had made, against and without the knowledge of the various women he helped on his display screen. He truly found that work soothing and took comfort in it. He leaned back in his high back leather chair. Totally in bliss.

"Dr. Glaboski," the PA system announced overhead throughout the medical ward, "Code Red, four. Cybernetics. Repeat, Dr. Glaboski, code Red, four, Cybernetics."

He bolted upright. A code Red 4 was serious. Someone's cybernetic graft was being rejected, and it was life threatening. He quickly minimized the slide show and darted out the door, his white lab coat billowing in his wake.

But in his haste, he missed the minimize button. The slide show of his perverted work was still on display for anyone to see, if they happened to come into his office and access his computer.
08 Nov 2016, 9:41am
She can't seriously be considering eating that, can she? It looks absolutely disgusting!

"I think I'll just make do with a coffee. I must say, it's nice to see a friendly face. Everyone around here seems to be awfully solemn."

Why is she looking at me like that?

"My name's Jem, by the way."


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08 Nov 2016, 9:49am
Oh shit, that *is* her! Kyla thought, furrowing her brow.

"Oh, you're the Jem? The goodie two-shoes from earlier?! I'm your 'friend', Kyla who apparently stood you up." She took a staunch posture with a slightly amused grin. "Surprised? Here I am sweet cheeks, in the flesh!"

Damn it, she seemed so nice too.
09 Nov 2016, 2:53am
Having thrown on her trousers, Lilith peered out the doorway while throwing the bag over her shoulder. No one seemed to have noticed the altercation that just took place. This was a good start, but she still had to act quick before a Nurse or Doctor went to check on her and found her missing.

There were several practitioners wandering the halls but they were all too busy to notice or even care about her wandering the halls in her hospital gown. Not that she was the only one wearing the attire. There were other patients traversing the halls in varying states of health, but of course, none of them were making their way to the exits. It wasn't exactly the most fashionable of clothing options, or functional, and Lilith had no intentions of wandering the Citi Gateway streets with a top on that opened at the back.

She quickly re-checked the bag she had. Good, someone had picked up her trenchcoat, although the jumper she had was covered in blood and had a hole in the shoulder, as well as tears down the left side from the grenade. She could have changed into the full set, but then she'd stand out. A pillar of black against a see of white, blue and green Medical clothing. So it was easier to have her trousers on, to cover her arse... Literally... And find an overcoat to wear.

It was a steady walk. No need to rush things, else she'd draw attention to herself. But eventually she came to an office. The lights were off, which would suggest no one was in, and the glass was frosted so she could rummage in the dark without drawing any attention, provided she was quiet.

Looking around she made sure no one was watching, tried the handle and found it was unlocked. Excellent. One last glance around and she slipped in and shut the door behind her.
09 Nov 2016, 10:26am
It's her!

"Well, well, well! So you're Kyla Emmerich, hmm? I'd  like to say it's a pleasure to meet you, but I abhor telling lies. As for my remark about waiting for a friend, that was simple politeness. A quality about which you clearly know very little."

What a pity. We'd got off to such a nice start.


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09 Nov 2016, 11:54am
Kyla's eyebrow raised again at Jemine's remark. "Hey now, I can be polite, just not when some goodie-good acts like she's better than me because she's afraid to live a little from time to time."

She looked around the district, keeping an eye out in case Jemine brought company.

"You picked a good spot, though. Safety in numbers huh? I guess coffee is off."

Kyla brought her attention back to the brown haired woman before her, paying close attention to potential locations for hidden weapons.
09 Nov 2016, 2:00pm
'Afraid to live a little'? The cheek of this woman...

"You know nothing about me! And I certainly don't need help from anyone else in dealing with the likes of you. But surely you can't blame me for arranging to meet you in a public place? Or did you hope to avoid attracting attention by politely asking if you could rob me?"
09 Nov 2016, 9:59pm
Kyla grimaced at Jemine's implications.

"Sweetheart, I am a smuggler not a pirate, or a petty thief for that matter. I don't steal stuff, I slip it past the noses of law enforcement."

Her smirk returned. "Though it doesn't look much like you have anything I'd want to steal anyway. Now are we going to settle this, or stand around squabbling? Every minute I stand here with you is a minute I am not doing something less dull."
10 Nov 2016, 11:25am
Oh, I'd love to wipe that silly smirk off her face...

"Smuggler, Pirate, Thief, call it what you will. The fact remains that you still set out to take advantage of other, hard-working people, and you seem to take a perverse delight in it, too. Instead of eyeing me up and down to see if I've anything worth stealing, perhaps you should take a long hard look at yourself. You might not like what you see."

This is hopeless. She's clearly not going to listen to reason.
10 Nov 2016, 11:39am
That bitch.

Kyla paused. Jemine pinched a nerve with the "perverse delight" remark, thinking back home to her mother and brother.
"Well," she started, "if you must know..." She stopped, opening her mouth to speak again, but freezing. She turned her gaze to the ground.

Her voice was more solemn as she began to speak again. "You know what? Frak you. My perverse delight, as you call it, is the reason why my brother will be able to afford to go to university and chase his dreams. The reason why my mother only had to serve half her contract as an Imperial slave after a bunch of corpo thugs tried to take her home away."

Her eyes met Jemine's with a piercing gaze. "So yeah, I take delight in it, knowing that Mum doesn't have to work for some shithead politician, and my brother can have a nice life when he grows up."

Her gaze relaxed as she realized that she probably spilled a bit too much information to someone who was essentially a complete stranger.

Jesus christ... That wasn't supposed to happen.

"So yeah, slander me all you want. It means nothing to me, sweet cheeks. What I do pays good, and I'm not going to change it just because some perfect little angel gets a bit uncomfortable when I smuggle some onionhead to a station full of newjacks and over-worked cops."


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