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.

 

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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!!!

 

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.

 

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*giggles and motions Lizzie over to look at the beautiful items*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle looks to the stranger and flicks out her new fan, blade side first* Sorry if I seem rude, but when strange people come stumbling in here covered in blood, they often mean harm to myself or someone dear to me....so, if you don't mind telling me...what brings you here tonight Miss?

[Madame Erzebet Sedwick]

Ah! That, is a good question.... Yes! It was.... I was- Hmmmm?

Ah that's it! I was killing someone- A PRINCE? No... A duke-The duke of... Helzenburg... I believe?

Anyway, whoever it was, they are no longer... Or I wouldn't be so positively, joyously, inebriated!

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*assesses the stranger and realizes she is not dangerous, merely drunk* Come take a seat dear...tell me your name!

[Madame Erzebet Sedwick]

*Composes self*

What is the name of this establishment? And do they sell food?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*shakes head and figures feeding the girl might help get information out of her**Brielle sighs* Well...I'm not the cook....but I'm sure we can find you something...*giggles* What do you want?

[Madame Erzebet Sedwick]

Anything that wouldn't inconvenience you to give me. I can pay you. 

*Throws diamond necklace on the table*

I imagine that would suffice?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*eyes go wide* Well, that would suffice if you plan to stay in one of our rooms for about a year.....*giggles* Let me go see what I can find you. *goes into the kitchen and comes back out with a huge loaf of bread, soup, and dainty cookies* Will this do?

[Madame Erzebet Sedwick]

Quite nicely.

I feel like I stumbled in here once before and didn't catch your name miss...?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle takes a good look and recognizes the lady through the blood* Madame Sedwick? Is that you???? *giggles* My name is Brielle.

[Madame Erzebet Sedwick]

Lovely! And yes, I am indeed, Madame Erzebet Sedwick, at your service- Until such a time that someone pays more money to have you dead, than you are willing to pay to stay alive- But that's beside the point. I highly doubt a lovely young lady like you has many people who would like to see her dead.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*she smirks* perhaps some of my family would, since my...ah....special someone killed my arranged fiance.....I would hope that you would see the value in such dealings and wouldn't accept money to do me in after all I've done to escape. *she smiles nervously*