Elite roleplay: Off station

OFF STATION

Your ship, deep space, anything that is not happening inside the Citi Gateway or 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.
18 Nov 2016, 9:37pm
Several hours later.

Yvettes fingers moved fast over the holographic keyboard in front of her, then she looked up to Stryker again.

"Alright, Mr. Aune, that would be all questions for now. The further procedure is a medical examination, to record the exact condition and characteristics of your body as well as a very close examination of your prothesis. Should the FIS decide to offer you a workplace, and should you decide to accept it, we can exchange your arm through a prothesis which represents your arm as it was before you lost it. Any questions, Mr. Aune?"
19 Nov 2016, 1:50pm
Dredging up the past was never a fun experience for the massive bodybuilder. And despite the nature of the questions it usually put him in a weird mood of mixed feelings. When Yvette starting asking questions about his sister, his body language visibly changed. They were estranged now and he ran a hand over his shorn head.

Grunt had been raping her. Him and his greasy son. And Stryker could do nothing to stop it. When Stryker was 13 he tried. The just barely teen took a swing at the disgusting pig of a man. Grunt couldn't physically compete with the young teen so in the heat if the fight he bashed in Stryker's jaw with an iron pipe. The bone had shattered and hurt like hell. He had been taken to emergency some time later to have it mended but the emotional scars were still there.

Stryker realized at that point in time he had become to physically challenging for Grunt to handle, and he would cultivate that.

12 years later, he was now pushing 320 pounds of solid muscle and an all but dead relationship with his twin. She blamed him for letting those horrible things happen to her.

He closed the wicked cybernetic claw of a hand. The talon like fingers curled around. To have his lower arm back in a way that was more natural was appealing, but this claw thing also gave him a sense of power that he was starting to enjoy...

"And what if I wanted to keep this?" He turned the clawed hand looking it over. " I made modifications to it, you see..."


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19 Nov 2016, 7:06pm
"It's your choice, Mr. Aune."

Yvette hesitated. She had no doubt about Strykers abilities as he was recommended by a field agent, a highranking one on top of that. What worried her was his psychological condition. As far as the previously done background checks allowed her to judge he'd be honest in the interview. Too honest for her taste. Usually candidates and applicants tried to hide certain details of their past and her job was to dig them up during the interview. She even enjoyed to stir in the past of applicants and to make them spill their secrets. For a bit at least. Someone being brutally honest was in most cases either a incredible bad liar or an incredible good one. Both were extremely dangerous in her field of work.


She focused back on her holographic terminal with her notes and Strykers profile.
Dead family, cut ties with his twin sibling, a girlfriend killed by imperial enforcers, not much to dig in. She circled his sisters name with her finger and ordered another background check.

'Enjoys using brute force to intimidate people to get his will. Deserted from the Imperial Corps of Engineers after his girlfriend died. It's a risk.', she thought to herself.

Flipping through the related documents she reached the recommendation. 'Recommended use: Physical appearance unsuitable for undercover (depends) and infiltration ops, wrong skillset for paramilitaric ops. Suitable for engineer work in a FIS installation (space and ground) or deepspace operations/as pilot. Recommended as mole inside of Black Omega.'

Yvette didn't like Hail. In her opinion Hail was way too young for the highest operational rank. She agreed on the recommended use nonetheless. A mole inside of Black Omega could establish connections to several highranking persons in the Pegasi Sector with a bit of preparation and could either influence them in ways beneficial to the Federation or at least keep them from collaborating with the Empire.

She took a long look at Stryker, then she set her signature under the form allowing him to advance in the application process.
19 Nov 2016, 10:56pm
The bodybuilder leaned back into his chair and folded his beefy arms. He tilted his head as Yvette scrutinized him. He wasn't sure where this was going. All that Commander Hail had said was come here for work. That was vague and he wondered now if he had gotten himself into something that he should not have. Somewhere deep in his psyche he wanted to extract some sort of justice upon the Empire. But now, being involved with the FIS, this could be a real problem.

He rather liked his independence...but then it occurred to him. He really wasn't independent. Deggie just used him as a tool. An item to complete tasks, and the FIS would do the same thing. Just a tool. No different then fixing ships back on Ostrander's Works. He truly thought that if he got away from there, things would be better. Perhaps he was just naive. The universe is a dark place of people using other people. He resented that. What he did like, when he was being honest with himself was breaking bones and making people cower in his presence. The mechanical claw twitched and a smirk formed along his face.

"What is it you plan to do with me?" He asked pointedly.

Somehow he knew that she would dodge the question. And he would be surprised if she didn't. He wondered for a moment if he would be surprised.


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20 Nov 2016, 6:32pm
"That depends solely on how far you're willing to go. I'm sure you already had a vague idea when you showed up here. What was your expectation? A cargo job? Or something bigger, better paid? How far are you willing to go, Mr Aune?"
20 Nov 2016, 7:19pm
Stryker was actually taken back by the question. He hadn't really thought this through. He was assuming something else. In retrospect, he chaffed himself for being naive. He leaned forward again and as tactful as ever he said.

"In all honesty, I thought the job here would be ancillary. Something of the nature of support. Possibly with commander Hail...."

He didn't expect that last part to spew forth and that took him by surprise as well. He sat back again. His blue eyes upon Yvette. There was more to this and only the surface of this iceberg was peeking through the waves.

"And what did that computer recommend for me?"
21 Nov 2016, 12:02am
Yvette lifted her hand to turn the terminal screen but stopped halfway during the movement.

"As it is now you still have a foot outside of this world. But once I'm turning this terminal to show you the use you were recommended for, there is no going back. You may have already concluded what it is, but as long as you don't know for sure it poses no immediate danger towards you or us."

She took a deep breath.

"As for Commander Hail, my best advice would be: Stay clear of her. She has left quite a trail of bodies in her history and many of them were not her enemies. I'm aware that she has given you her contact detais so I can't keep you from working with her. Especially not if you've been cleared and registered as asset."
21 Nov 2016, 3:49pm
Stryker sat there, his arms folded. ...as you still have ~a~ foot outside.... She was hiding something. He had the feeling that there was no, "one foot in one foot out exceptions here." It was either all in, and all out, and the FIS certainly considered him stepping into the building as 'all feet in' and there was no turning back despite what Yvette was saying to him. In all, he was sure she was lying to him. Stryker was 'all in' whether he liked it or not.

He smiled at her. "Bull shit." He said. "The moment I stepped foot in here, your organization pegged me an asset. I never really had a choice. I'm calling out your rouse. It doesn't really matter if I sign that agreement or not. Your going to use me. And seeing that the Federation has its Intelligence tentacle rammed up my ass, I can say 'no' and it won't mean jack shit to you.

He sat back. Being blunt and tactless sometime was quite the asset, then again, it also gave him a number of black eyes and broken jaws.

"So, what's the the threat gunna be? Ship me off to one of your penal colonies? One of those high max prisons?" He paused for a moment. "Those things will agree with me so, like it or not, I'm stuck in this mess with the lot of you."
21 Nov 2016, 11:26pm
Yvette began to smile. Not the friendly kind of smile, the kind of smile people smile when they realize that they don't have to hold back anymore. She had underestimated him and his brutal honesty, but he in return seemed to underestimate how unscrupulous the organization he got into was.

"A penal colony or a prison? That won't be needed. Same goes for a death squadron. I'm sure you have heard of the three big leaks of FIS agents clear names during the past fifteen years, haven't you?"
22 Nov 2016, 7:01am
The Imperial white Federal Corvette burst out of witchspace on approach to the station. Granted landing clearance, the Darkfire made it's way through the mailslot of Citi Gateway as the sound of the engines erupted upon meeting the atmosphere in the station. CMDR Rex "Deadeye" Snipes closed the viewscreen showing a fresh bounty on a "troubled" woman. This may be a good diversion while I await my contact on station. He smirks as he locks on his helmet, the massive vessel groaning as it is lowered below deck.
22 Nov 2016, 4:10pm
Stryker had called it. He was in too deep now to back out. He leaned forward on an elbow.

"The last 15 years I've had my head up the tail pipe of an Imperial Cutters Frame Shift Drive, so pardon me if I don't know all the ins and outs of the Federation Intelligence Service." He paused for a moment collecting his thoughts. "We both know that I'm in too deep for you to just let me walk out of here... Go on, tell me."

He continued to lean on that arm giving the woman his full attention, though he was certain he knew where this story was going.
22 Nov 2016, 5:48pm
"It's quite a long story, so I'll make it short. There were three leaks of FIS related names during the past fifteen years, resulting in a large number of people who either died or disappeared in very deep, very dark holes. Whether these names were actually related to the FIS didn't matter, what mattered was that people believed they were. Now ask yourself what would happen if the Black Omega leadership would believe that you are a FIS mole."
22 Nov 2016, 7:00pm
"I fail to see how Black Omega fits into all of this. Just a few thugs operating out of the pegasai region. Why would the FIS  give a rat's ass about them. Seriously." The large muscular man would ask. "Are they the ones dropping people into those dark pits? And if so, who cares when there are larger fish to fry."

Stryker leaned back again. "With the Empire moving into Maia, and those weird artifacts, and now that large alien structure found, all seems to point to something brewing on the horizon, and the FIS is preoccupied with a street gang?" He frowned. "And here I thought that Zachery Hudson had more sense then those inbreed Imperial cats fighting for power back on Achnear..."


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22 Nov 2016, 8:34pm
"And you don't need to know how Black Omega fits into this. I can assure you that we're observing the events developing in the Pleiades Nebula and the Empire very, very carefully. It'd be foolish to assume something else. However Mr. Aune, you'very made the aquintance to a certain woman who has caught our attention."

Yvette flicked her fingers over her terminal then she turned the screen.

"Marra Morgan. And here you're coming into the game."

She pulled a small box out, not bigger than the palm of her hand and opened it. Two small chips as big as the nail of her pinkie were inside.

"We want you to place one of these chips on her ship and one as close as possible to her. A piece of cloth, a piece of jewelry she's regulary wearing, it doesn't matter as long as she carries it around."
22 Nov 2016, 9:11pm
Stryker actually laughed and shook his head.

"Well, you got something right there, toots. Acquaintance, being the operative word here. I'm just a mechanic. What your asking me to do is akin to asking a Federal sanitation worker, to place a bug on President Hudson." He continued to shake his head. "Not a snowballs chance in hell of actually pulling it off Yvette."

He reached for the electronic monitoring devices.

"But then again, your going to say...'not my problem, Mr. Aune, figure it out.' Ain't 'cha?"

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