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.
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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!!!
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We'll have to make sure there is adequate ventilation then. I know the heating system runs a vent through there to prevent mold growth. I'm sure a bit of tinkering from a master mechanic would allow it to run with no problem. We'll have to figure out a time table to have this done." He smiles and puffs at his pipe before taking a sip.
No worries at all, mate. So what are you up to in the lab these days with the need for all that current? *He said with a smirk*
Wilhelm grins a bit sadistically as he takes a firm puff on his pipe before setting it down. "I had a suspicion several months ago. Thus far it's proving more substantial then I thought. The use of most of my strongest serums causes bestial changes into the subjects. Even adding in some of the more powerful incantations I'm versed in does little to keep the subjects remotely human. I began to suspect that the process was causing the brain to short out and eliminate the advanced functions of the brain. So I decided to see if an electrical current running through the brain could be used to counteract the short out. The initial test had limited success. Mostly it left the subject a drooling mouth breather with no mind what so ever."
Picking up his pipe he puffs a few times then continues. "By upping the voltage I've managed to preserve more of the human mind. I suspect that the electrical current and the effects of the incantation are battling each other and cancelling one another out while still allowing the serum to work. The last experiment was nearly fully functional minus a few issues. The problem is that there wasn't enough power for the charge. I'm certain if I can push it to the point where the charge should be leaving the brain incapacitated I'm thinking it may well counter the incantation which calls the bestial side of man out but often leaves the brain empty. If I can just use enough power to temporarily shut down the brain, while summoning the bestial nature before the brain restarts I should be able to create a fully functioning human with nearly every weakness of humanity eradicated."
*Chuckling* Ahh.. I see. Well, I can put an inline variable resistor directly from the reactor for those purposes if you'd like, in addition to the leads powering the lab itself.
You put in what ever you think I need to run my experiments my friend. It's not like I'm worried about the cost all that much. I still have Annabelle's formulai that she created on the production line. And some of those are my best money makers!"
He smiles and puffs at his pipe, thumbing in some more tobacco.
*Strolling in casually with a self satisfied grin on my face* Oh, what a wonderful time to be alive ! Hello all you happy people, I got a complete set now! *opens his vest and shows off a collection of six identical medals.
Wilhelm smiles from the corner and raises his glass. "Congratulations dear fellow. Might I ask what the medals are for?"
*stretches and yawns as she walks down the hallway from Felix's bedroom, nods to Captain Lachlan and Silver and then pauses at the new face* Good morning Sir...I don't believe we have met? My name is Brielle! *smiles*
*giggles and smiles, blushing a bit* Good to see you Silver! I've missed you as well! I've been up to lots of adventures lately, its good to be back home and seeing everyone!
Alex? Brielle? *waits for a moment* Tim? *she closes the door behind her and sighs* why am I always here when nobody's around. *Jabber crawls out of her bag and climbs up to the rafters to look for Simon. She wipes down the counter and looks up excitedly when she hears the door open. A look of disappointment flashes over her face when she sees that it's just a customer* what can I get you? *the man sits and stares at Ara* oh no, you're not... *the man's arm shifts a little to show that his hand is moving under the counter. Ara shakes her head and draws her revolver* I'm not in the fucking mood. Do you mind? *The man draws his gun on her* I haven't eaten in days. *Ara shakes her head* if you try to squeeze your finger, you'll never eat again. Why do you necessarily want MY bounty if all you're looking for is a meal? *the man glares* I'm not in the mood for a conversation. *Ara pulls the trigger and the man falls dead to the floor* then I guess you won't mind if I finish this one. *she goes to the back to grab a mop and bucket*
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