The Rejected Gear

[Alexander Baker]

 

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.

 

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wilhelm strolls in, leaning on his cane just a bit. His pipe puffing smoke into the air as he walks towards the bar. Looking around he spots Simon and waves to him. "Good day my friendly demon controlling primate. Hope your studies are going good!"

Pouring himself a glass of scotch he retires to his usual table and settles into an old leather wingback chair that was delivered this morning and set at the table. 

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle stumbles in looking distinctly more upset and disheveled than usual* Simon! Something strong! I don't care what or that it is before 5 in the afternoon! *she slumps onto a bar stool with her face in her hands*

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil chuckles softly and waves. "Good day to you Lady Brielle. I see the morning finds you ruing the night? I may have something that would help with that if you'd like."

 

He leans back in his chair with a smile.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle peeks at Wil through her hands* Ara decided we should go to a party. That was taking place on property they did not own. The police came.....long story short we spent some time in jail. *she sits up straighter* Can you IMAGINE??? Me in JAIL....Preposterous! *she stands up and walks over, smiling a bit* What do you have?

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

He laughs easily and shakes his head as he reaches into one of the pockets of his vest and pulls out a glass vial filled with an orange liquid. "Just drink the contents. It takes about three to five minutes but it will restore what alcohol takes away and removes all effects of a hangover."

I am sure that your record will be sponged clean quickly enough my dear." He grins and chuckles again as he puffs on his pipe.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*she takes the vial and inspects it closely before swigging it down* She waits for a moment and starts to feel a bit better* Thank you, Wil....that is a wonderful invention! I certainly hope so. Preferably before Felix comes home and finds out about my little adventure.....*she shakes her head* He was already vexed with me about the time I ran away home to save my sister and instead nearly got taken advantage of by my Ex-Fiance... said I shouldn't go wandering off into suspicious situations without him. *she giggles*

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

I'll tell you what. I'll call a few of my contacts in the legal system and see if your record can disappear before Felix get's home." He chuckles as he watches her symptoms disappear.

He looks up and grins as a small statured, dark skin man strolls through the door wearing a very clean suit. Everything about him seems geared to show an simple man who serves in a wealthy household. Only one thing stands out about him, the large kukri blade strapped to his right thigh. He makes a straight line towards Wil's table. Once beside it he gives a very small bow of his head towards Wil and a more formal one towards Brielle.

His voice has a thick accent that sounds like Indian but not quite. "Excuse me good Lady. I apologize for my interruption." Turning to Wil he gives a sarcastic grin. "Master Heizeltroff. I came to let you know that you, yet again, left one of the burners in your lab going. Being unsure of what you intended I left it on. I wished to inform you that I've already sent out the repair and replacement orders for the equipment and supplies lost due to your absentmindedness. Might I suggest a sign on the door reminding you to turn off your burners?"

Wil fights between anger and amusement and finally his amusement wins out. He starts laughing and shakes his head. "Gourishankar. You are the most incorrigible and arrogant servant a man could have. Thank you for telling me I blew up another room in the lab."

 

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle perks up as the medication takes effect. She curtsies in response to Gourishankar's bow and then turns to Wil and suprises him with a hug* Thank youthankyouthankyou!!! You have no idea how wonderful that would be! Just erase the record of last night like that wonderful medication erased the effects on me! He shall never know! *she smiles brightly*

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil smiles and nods happily. "Shankar, if you'd be so kind as to go see our friends in the House and request that the arrest of two young ladies from a party last night matching Ara and this lovely lady's description be quietly and discreetly made to go away permanently I would quite appreciate it."

Gourishankar grins and nods and gives her another polite bow. "Happy to help a young lady sir. I'll see you at home. Preferably before your dinner is cold this time!"

He quickly hurries out and Wil laughs as he leaves. "If there is one thing that crazed Gurkha loves it's helping a young lady. And the prettier the better."

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle blushes prettily and smiles* I cannot tell you how thankful I am, Wil!! This will really save me a lot of trouble....last night was certainly traumatizing enough without any further ramifications! *she sighs in relief*

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil laughs and shakes his head. "What good is all my influence if I can't help out a beautiful lady once in awhile? Besides, it helps us all to not have to many legal problems being hidden in this lovely bar. We've all got our legal problems, no sense to add more."

He smiles and relights his pipe with a firm puff and a match.

[Alexander Baker]

*Felix walked in through the front door, his suit speckled with crimson drops.* afternoon everyone