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.
26 Jan 2019, 11:07am
Yolanta, too, catches sight of the breaking news from Capitol, her eyes widening in astonishment.

¡Madre de Randomius!" she breathes, turning towards Kari.

"What do we do?"
26 Jan 2019, 11:17am
In the Entertainment District mall, Linnea waits impatiently for a response from Kari Kerenski. She finds herself gazing absently at a nearby newsfeed screen, showing the unfolding events from Capitol.

"Skit..."
26 Jan 2019, 12:41pm
Kari's expression changes from one of horror and disbelief, to grim determination as a plan formulates in her mind.

Her eyes lock with Yola's, her voice calm and even.

"We take Gudjonnson to Atroco, together. Scrub any Imperial insignia, call-signs and IDs from the Rosa. I will escort in the Olga. We need to move now."

Her fingers tap out a new message to Linnea almost immediately:

Hangar 4
Chieftain - Rosa Purpura
RIGHT NOW
26 Jan 2019, 2:17pm
Yolanta nods in acknowledgement. She has a final hurried gulp of her coffee, then she and her comrade leave the hotel at an urgent pace, heading for the docks...
26 Jan 2019, 2:39pm
A beep from Linnea's dataslate alerts her to Kari's incoming message. Tearing her gaze away from the newsfeed, she taps in a reply:

On my way.

Picking up her holdall, she heads off towards the docks.
26 Jan 2019, 11:01pm
Jellicoe tapped out a short message on his console.

"Claude send this on the securest channel we have" he said to his first mate.

Karenski

With the balloon going up control has asked me to make contact and be sure you get out safely, if any help is needed either on or off station we are ready to assist.

Out


Last edit: 26 Jan 2019, 11:15pm
27 Jan 2019, 8:08am
Kari gets the latest message as she and Yola approach the elevator to the docks.

OMW
06 Feb 2019, 7:56pm
As he was walking a message came in on his holopad. It was from the chief engineer repairing his ship. Repairs were going to take longer than originally estimated. Again right now he just didn't care. "Just get it done." He said. It didn't take him very long to find this new place that wasn't at Citi Gateway the last time he was. Pretty soon he was standing in front of the Olive Grove.
18 Mar 2019, 11:01pm
"Welcome, sir. How may I help you?" The jeweller turned his nose up slightly at the man entering his shop, his greeting genuine, but standoffish. The man was simply dressed in outlander garb of decent make, not showy, the kind of kit that screams "I'm BLENDING IN", when the opposite tended to be true.

"Yes, please." The man's accent was slightly Federal, but pleasing and mellow. He produced a small pouch from a pocket. "I'd like to sell these."

The jeweller nodded, taking the pouch over to a convenient felt mat, and gasped slightly as he produced five small, round, perfect stones. They glowed slightly, with an almost ethereal luminescence. He looked at the man with newfound interest. "Where did you get these, I wonder?"

"Inheritance of sorts," the man said ruefully, waving a dismissive hand. "My uncle left them to me. I need the credits more than I need the sentiment. How much for all five?"

The jeweller did some mental math. "Seven hundred fifty thousand." It was an abysmally low offer for the region, but the profits....he winced as the man looked up...

The man nodded. "Sold." He pulled up his right sleeve, exposing his datalink.

Two minutes later, the man walked out of the jeweller toward the shipwright. First part of the plan is done...he thought to himself. Now to find me a decent pair o'legs.
19 Mar 2019, 1:52pm
continued from  Droges' Bar outing


STATION SECURITY:


What seems like days, even weeks due to no time reference of a clock or window, Droges is startled by a person opening the door to his small room.

Security: "Mr. Droges if you kindly come with us?"

Droges is lead into a slightly larger room and is roughly forced to sit in a chair.

Security: "We are sorry for the delay as we have many thieves, criminals, and thugs like your self that we have to process.
So you been causing  problems with a bar patron at the Inara Galactic Bar?"


Droges looks behind him as if they are talking to someone else.

Security: "You find this funny, a joke?"  

Droges:  "I find your face is--"

Droges gets tasered in the neck and his eyes briefly roll to the back of his head.

Droges:  "DAAaahh-fuq MAN!!"

Security:  "Look.. you been causing problems for us"

Droges:    "Hey, I am a small fish in a big ocean.  What is this about??  I need to get out  and see my family again"

Security:  "We looked at your record, you have no family.  You been divorced 5 times and have a handful of illegitimate children from what we can tell.  

Droges: "Well if I did have i family.." while he rubs his neck that has form big red welts on it now.

Security: "We are here to prevent you from becoming a big fish, you dig? You should heed the warning of your friend from the bar.  Is this making sense to you?"

Droges remains silent.

Security: "Put him back in his room and he can think of what it is worth for him to see a surface of a planet again"

Droges:  "You can't keep me here!! I did nothing wrong!!

Droges is forcibly dragged back to his room.


Last edit: 19 Mar 2019, 2:45pm
23 Mar 2019, 3:59pm
"Hmmm...." The shipwright looked at the datapad in his hand, mental math quickly spinning out numbers. He pointed to a spot on the datapad, gesturing to the man sitting across the desk. "I'm afraid that won't work.  Either you can have the extra cargo space, or the SRV."

The man nodded. "That is fine. Let's keep the cargo space. I'm not much in an SRV anyway."

"Excellent!" The shipwright tapped in the final authorization on the datapad, and handed it to the man across the desk. "I'll start the build immediately, Commander Barbossa...as soon as the credits transfer, of course."

Barbossa smiled and nodded, rotating the datalink on his wrist to the datapad. The beep came in a few seconds, and the signature panel turned green. Barbossa handed the datapad back to the shipwright. "How long?"

The shipwright glanced at the datapad. "Your desired extras are in stock....I can have this ready by the morning. I'll have the receptionist book a room for you in the habitation wing.  In the meantime, there are plenty of shops, restaurants, bars, etc. Go enjoy yourself, and I'll ping you once we are ready." The shipwright waggled the pad slightly. "Only one more thing....what will you name her?"

Barbossa grinned. "Goshawk."


Last edit: 07 Apr 2019, 9:46am
27 Mar 2019, 2:42pm

STATION SECURITY:


Security peaks through the door window at Droges.
Droges quickly jumps up and races over to the door.

Droges: "I want to speak to a lawyer!"

Security: "Sure"
The security then raises his hand similar to a sock puppet. "Hello, I am your lawyer,  I recommend you stay out of other's business"  ,  while he opens and closes his hand to mimic the hand talking.

Droges thinks to himself, why does that seem familiar, then shrugs it off as Deja-vu. The security guard then grins and beings to walk away.

Security: "Think about it."

Droges: "This was not in the BROCHURE!!" , as he beats on the door with his fist.

Droges sits down to ponder his situation.  A incredible violation of his rights for sure but what can he do to improve this predicament? He looks down at what he has.  His data pad for journal entries and a plastic fork from the sloop he was given to eat.  hmmmmm mm ??
05 Apr 2019, 1:13am

STATION SECURITY:


Droges fiendishly passes back and forth in the small room.

his palm device and a plastic fork,  his palm device, a plastic fork?
Then, just like a light bulb, an evil grin comes across his face and there he has his plan. Now for the security guards to come back.
07 Apr 2019, 1:18pm

STATION SECURITY:


Security comes down the hall to investigate what all the commotion is in room3.

"MEP MOP.. Meeep  MOOP..  Meeeeeeeeep!"

Security: "What is going on?  Your silly tricks aren't going to work."

"Arrrohhh haaa,  Aroooha ha!"

Security:  "If you don't shut up, I will help you shut it" as he beings to open the door while placing his  right hand on the holstered taser.

Security comes in and Droges drills his electronic journal right at the guards face.  It breaks in half off the guards cheek and sends him a step back, but not near as dramatic as Droges hoped.. would've worked in the movies?. maybe?. probably? . Should've' thought this our more?. PLAN2!.  He tucks his chin  in and charges at the guard.  At the last moment, he springs his shoulder up into the guards chin.  A picture perfect shoulder tackle with some extra oomph.

The guard goes careening out into the hall, smashing into the wall and falling to the floor on his butt.  

Droges does a quick review of the situation, crap,  now what!  Really didn't think this through!.  With plastic fork in hand, Droges sprints down the hallway in desperate search of the nearest exit.  He hears behind him, the security painfully shouting into his coms of Droges' recent, unwanted actions.

   Droges comes to a hall of a left or right choice and now notices red lights flashing.  He decides left and makes a full dash down to the end. Warning alarms are now going off.  faaq,.. fupe .. F@$K!!  This plan was really not thought out!. Droges turns another corner and another. Why is there no exit signs!?  Oh right, this is a secure facility.

And that is when it happens, Droges runs into an extended arm that creates a clothesline of all clotheslines.  He hits the arm with so much force that he basically does a backflip.   The train wreck of a body hits the floor and skids to a stop partly on it's face as the rear legs try to pass it.

Droges would probably be happy he didn't hear the booming voice say "Boy.  This here is going to be fun.. For me",  Although, he did think he may have heard a fist being punched into a hand.
- He loses grip of his plastic fork and it falls out of his hand.
12 Apr 2019, 2:09pm

STATION SECURITY:


"Wake up sleepy head"

Droges slowly opens his swollen eyes.  His Jaw feels to far to the right for some reason.  His
nose is filled with what appears to be the same dried, dark, red stuff that is caked all over his face
and clothes.  He can't  pin point the source of his pain because it seems to all over his body.

"Ah Mr. Droges.  You know we are reasonable people here but you are really trying our patience.  And it is with this, we are regrettable going to have to be tougher with you like the other scum we have to 'nudge' in the direction of helping us."

Droges now notices he is in a similar small, white room again and cuffed to the chair.

"Do you not have any smart comments this time?  Do you want to press your luck even further?  Our comrade here would like to show you more things he has learned in order to help filth like yourself to see and support our view.

Nothing?

Let's continue then.  We have some work for you.  If you refuse, coming back to Inara will be very difficult for you, your meager savings will be gone along with your ships and maybe even your life."


Droges faintly responds with "Kill me then,  I have nothing to live for." A big guy steps forward, raising his big ham bone fist but is stopped by the other security calming raising his arm to block him.

"Now Droges, we know you don't mean that so we will pretend you didn't' say it.  Let's continue with our little  agreement.  Yes you will work for us.  You will be taking on, lets just say, unsavory jobs that we rather not be involved in.  You will do this and there isn't much more to be said.  No one cares about you, no one knows you and we can keep you here indefinitely or worse."

Droges head slumps down as its to much to look up at the corrupt guard any further.

"How about you rest while we work out your new contracts and jobs. Take him back to the room.  Ensure he has nothing in his possession this time."

Droges is dragged off to the same room as before.  As his feet limply slide along the floor, he musters a thought of how much he hates it here.  Why did he come back? Nothing but problems.  Being roughed up, blackmailed and some chik playing voodoo mind tricks on him.. . gahh could have stayed with an ex to have this same experience.  No she probably wouldn't even left me this shirt I am wearing.  This thought amused him for  some reason and produces a weak smile on his face.


Last edit: 12 Apr 2019, 2:15pm

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