A place for those who feel outcast or forgotten by the steampunk community or in life. Grab a chair, have a drink, and have a jolly good time with jolly good company. There are people in the world who suck and this is an escape.
The underground life isn't for all be we are out there.
My name is Alex ,the owner, and I'll be your bartender
Along with Ara, the other bartender
And Simon, the Demon King Monkey!
Welcome to the world of steampunk, and If you are new we will gladly help you with anything you need. And check us out for whiskey Wednesday's, where whiskey is free.
********IMPORTANT********
There is an underlying story and/or parts there of, that is followed from the Airship Alicia Grey and The Airship Battle Royale. It is not the main focus of the Gear, but It does happen from time to time. The events are scripted at first, but remember your input changes the script.
This role-play bar, is a light hearted dose of fun. It has its serious moments but the Spirit of the Gear is about comradery, having some drinks, and experiencing everything and anything. The more veteran gear posters will help out the newer Gear Goers with any questions, or ideas.
The gear is designed to help develop your characters if you would like. Feel free to message T.R. Harrison, Arabella Porter, or myself, if you have any questions.
WARNING: HAS BEEN KNOWN TO CAUSE: LAUGHING, GOOD COMPANY, AND ALL AROUND FUN!!!
Facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Rejected-Gear/116007448555003
We have a skype room:
[Currently Under Renovation]
World's End(The underground of the RG)
DISCLAIMER: Chat is unfiltered and uncensored, join at your own risk and if you have an issue with it you do not have to participate. This is a back room off welcome. The rejected gear and all afiliated persons are not accountable for the skype chatroom.
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why don't you sit here on the floor by the wall? If you keep falling off of things you might rip your stitches....*nudges him with her foot* come on now.
*watches Fergus with concern as he climbs the stairs*
*Watching her try to get the blood off her clothing* Yes he came from a rift. tried to see if I open one, nearly blew the auxilary generators for the gear.*Kneeling down on one knee* Let me get that blood for you*He grabs the bloodstained corner of her skirt. the blood starts to form a trail to the leather bracelet as it starts to recede from her clothing.*
That sounds really dangerous....why were you messing around with all that *watches as the blood recedes from her skirts* How are you doing that? That is wonderful!!! *smiles at him*
*After the blood is gone he nearly falls over from exhaustion* Lots and lots of will*He tries to stand but stumbles* Its all part of the suit*his words slurring a bit, he falls over on his side.*
*Kneels down besides him, checking his pulse* Blood on my dress isn't worth you using all of your energy, Felix...I can always get another dress, or clean it the old fashioned way...
I'm okay*He smiles and coughs a little* The suit needed more fuel anyways*lays on his back and chuckles* Just takes alot out of me when it happens.*Smiles dearly at her*
*shakes her head and brushes some hair out of his face* All the same...save your energy for when it matters, like if someone is trying to kill you. Or me. Or anyone, really. A little blood on my dress is of no consequence, you shouldn't waste your energy on it...
*shrugs and pulls himself up a bit. after a few minutes he gets up to his feet. The suit envelopes him the lines that ran along the seams and limbs now a bright crimson red. a firey aura surronded him for a moment the the suit and aura disappeared into the cuff* Much better now. and its not a waste of energy for those you care about.
*Watching with interest as the suit disappears* *She smiles at him* *softly says:* Oh....do you really mean that?
Yes I do mean that*he gives her a hug* But Its about that time to go to bed.*He looks her in the eyes and smiles*
*She looks up a him, smiling* It is about that time...*yawns* Goodnight Felix..
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