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.
20 May 2018, 11:31am
Senatorial Patron Rex"And what then if he is proud of you?"


Without hearing much, Bernard sits with his arms crossed and the pipe in his mouth as he watches the hushed exchange from the other booths. Taking out the pipe and addressing Liam without turning from the huddled men in the booth 'I would be a fool not to think those men are up to something. Liam, I know we arnt secret agents, at least, not anymore, but I want you to shadow them eventually when they exit. Either they will be potential clients or might have something interesting to grab or report on. No one comes to a pleasure house this fancy and looks that stern and bewildered. Liam? did you hear me? oh for fucks sake'

for Liam was distracted by the undulating form of a dancer right next to him. Bernard snaps his fingers, and Liam is momentarily saved from the siren's song.

'did you hear what I said? When they leave, be as their shadow, then report back as soon as you can. If things go wrong, remember our new procedure, dont kill them all, just pop your beacon and run to the Leopold'

'yes oh my master' replies Liam
20 May 2018, 1:45pm
Wandering the paths of the market sector, Adam shifted his eyes left to right. The explorer wandered from shop to shop with a data-tablet in hand. He would stop by one store, speak with the owner if there was one, and proceed to mark an item off a seemingly lengthy list. The items ranged in all sizes, from a new kitchen set to crates of farm equipment. And all of it would be delivered to the white Anaconda resting in the Docks.

Adam turned to another particular shop, one with holographic images of civilian-class “Skimmer” drones displayed outside. Lifting his tablet Adam connected to the store’s network and wasted little time buying two units of the drones that were on display. The transaction was quick as Adam filled out the information form given to him by the store. A few more fields to place the delivery to the Ghost Orchid and it was done.

Giving himself a satisfied nod, Adam turned and continued down the pathways of the market sector.
20 May 2018, 5:26pm
Isaiah chewed on Snipes' question in his mind, surveying the room and those occupying it. Two people stood out in his view, but he didn't linger on them for more than a split second.

He scratched his chin thoughtfully. "We might have more important concerns. I believe we have fleas," he said, turning back to Snipes. "I count one very interested party, with a possible companion."
20 May 2018, 8:30pm
OliviaVesperaAn emergency broadcast comes up on the station's PA and on some publically tuned in screens. Annoying patrons of nearby bars and old folks trying to watch their favourite shows.

The all too familiar cheesy fanfare- the station's anthem- is played before the newscaster cuts in with

"Breaking news."

"A Distant Worlds:Fleet Logistics warehouse ship stations on Citi Gateway has been robbed by unscrupulous pirates."

"Sources close to the investigation have stated it was an inside job as the goods were taken from CMDR Pollycough's without resistance."

"A large amount of various rare commodities were stolen, Manifests are being compared and what exactly was stolen is still to be established. Fleet Logistics was reached for comment but has yet to respond."

"What these thieves may be using them for is unknown at this time."

"What is known is that there is talk of a reward reward for these rare commodities' safe return." "If any citizens has information that may help lead to identification and arrest of these commoditiy thieves, please report to the nearest station security outpost. Do not engage the theives as they are expected to be armed and dangerous."


The broadcast ended promptly as quickly as it came. For most people, regular life resumed as if nothing happened. For most people, that's all it was. For others like yourself, it perks their interest.




The emergency broadcast came as no surprise. The speed at which they had tracked them here did though. As ever Lady Luck was treating him like some kind of cast off lover.  

Cmdr Ouberos casually finished the noodles he had bought from the street vendor and decided it would be best to return to the room he was renting and bag up his stuff. He kept his head down and took the long way round. On the way he patched a call through to Kara.

“How’s the come down?” he asked and got only the briefest of grunts out of his co-Pirate.

“Is the ship ready to go?” and this time he got a quiet yes.

“Excellent. We might have to slip out the back door. Seems the word is out. The cargo is hot from now on and all deals are off. Kick the tyres Kara, I’ll be there directly,”

He was about to hang up when something occurred to him,

“Hey, you want any Ramen? There’s a place back here that does great noodles?” but she made a retching noise and the line went flat.
20 May 2018, 9:18pm
Snipes chuckled, "Nice deflection. And an old dog pays no heed to the fleas. I wouldn't worry about them just yet."

He simply made an overly obvious wink and leaned back crossing his arms.
20 May 2018, 9:43pm
"Honestly I don't have an answer for that question," Isaiah replied, deciding not to dance around it. "I've never given much thought to the possibility he might actually be proud of what I've done." 

He chewed on the inside of his lip, losing himself in thought. It all depended on how he wanted to view his father. Was he still a good man? Or was he really the monster Isaiah was convinced he was? A proud father and a proud monster were two very different things.

"I guess I'll find out, won't I?"
20 May 2018, 10:10pm
"Aye. Just don't be too surprised one way or the other. Keep your wits about you, and you shouldn't do anything that you regret later."

Snipes eyed Phisto because he was uncharacteristically quiet, but turned back to Isaiah. "So, returning to the Restoration, is the Veils ready to become a flagship?"
20 May 2018, 11:01pm
"If I had my way, Admiral Brice and the Atticus would be the flagship," he said, glancing sidelong at Phisto once more. "But I suppose it's just as well that the Seven Veils returns to proper service. Make sure people know. Make them remember."
20 May 2018, 11:21pm
Phisto grins slightly. "Hope it didn't cost you too much to get her back up and running."

He turns to Snipes.

"I know Cerberus must've spent quite a bit on my ride. Thanks, by the way."
21 May 2018, 1:45am
Snipes nods at Isaiah, "Indeed. Remember the past lest doomed to repeat it."

Smiling, he turns over to Phisto, "You can't put a price tag on art. Just hoped you like the one-of-a-kind seating arrangements."
21 May 2018, 1:04pm
Phisto scoffs jokingly.  “Familiar butt prints were the last thing I expected.  Should’ve seen my face when I sat down I realized it was my old chair.”

Tilting his head at the drink menu he turns to Isaiah.  “Good luck with your old man.  You need me to wave a pistol in his face and spew invective again, just say the word.”
24 May 2018, 1:19pm
"Airlock would be less messy, but I don't anticipate having to resort to violence," Isaiah replied, chewing on his bottom lip. "At least not right away."

Reaching inside his jacket pocket, Isaiah retrieved a data slate, tapping the screen a few times. He slid the slate over to Snipes, giving a single nod of his head. "On the subject of flagships, I've been doing some daydreaming as of late. Nothing set in stone, not by a long shot, but... someday, maybe the Restoration will be able to field a ship of its own. If not, then perhaps provide the materials for one for someone else. But all of that depends on how things shake out over the next few months."
24 May 2018, 7:18pm
Snipes rubbed his chin as he closely examined the data slate for schematics and materiel.

"I would imagine we could toss some reverse-engineered tech in for good measure. Maybe apply an adaptive AI matrix to a defense solutions suite. And of course, maybe even a metallic green highlight paintjob some day?"

He smirked at Isaiah and looked back at Phisto.

"There is much to be said of the old adage, 'home is where your rump rests.'"

Rex continued to study the data slate.
24 May 2018, 9:09pm
Phisto nods at a passing waitress. “Old Sol, neat. If you please.”

He sighs deeply and mutters to himself. “Goddamn fucking nerves.
24 May 2018, 10:43pm
Snipes leaned back in his chair, data slate still in hand.

"Ok, Phisto. What's going on?" He narrowed his eyes at the pilot, raising an eyebrow.

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