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.

 

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Continuing to examine his new treasure a beautiful long stemmed churchwarden with  a wonderfully carved bowl* .  I don't suppose there is any way the lovely young lady carved on here was taken from a modeling session you  posed for yourself ?*A teasing smirk crossed his lips as he said it* Cause ,I'm fair certain I could live with that .

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

or Медведь to be completely precise* stretches*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*lets out a little steam, embarrassed* you have a better eye than i thought captain... Also the bowl is made from tempered Misha Bone. *smiles and sits on the edge of the table* In case you don't remember Russian...Misha is Russian for Bear. *tips back a shot of Gin*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

I guess the only thing now is to hope it wasn't a bear I knew personally.*waves it off laughing * I now seen to find myself in need of something to smoke in it. Does anyone remember what types of tobacco Alex keeps stashed in the pantry?

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Suddenly, the doors fly open and a giant of a man comes through. He is dark skinned with dreds to his shoulders and dressed in clothes that plainly state "no nonsense" His accent is a curious mix of cajun and the islands with a deep bass roll "Captain ! where you be !? " He spots me and hurries over."Calm down man, " I tell him and quickly usher him to a private corner whats the matter?

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*After a short conversation in a corner,an explosion comes from their location "HE DID WHAT !? "Moments later walking back to Brie and Sil with a look on his  face neither have seen before or probably never want to see again* My dearest Ladies,*his voice, though completely calm was now icy and death like in tone* might I intrude upon you to tend to these for a bit?* Takes off his gun and sword belt* I wont be needing these,as  I have some Business to attend to." "Oh, and please feel free to pretend that whatever horrific sounds you might here coming from the back alleyway are merely products of your wondrous imaginations." *Leaning in and gently kissing both women on their foreheads* Don't worry I won't be but a moment. *Striding out the back way with the large man with him, several moments pass and the sounds of muffled screams do indeed begin to faintly trickle in to the gears main room from the alley.*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

-has a sadistic grin starting to spread slowly- i wonder what's going on..i wanna watch-hisses steam and smoke mixing with the smell of aether and she laid back on the table watching the door where the sounds were coming from- but i respect my dear captain's privacy-sighs-

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Walking back in from the back way like he had just been out for a stroll* Now,where were we? * white shirt now splattered beyond hope, wiping his hands on his shirt and brushing his hair back into place. The large fellow following behind him no blood on him but, still just as menacing*Ah,yes please do forgive that unpleasantness my dears * He speaks to Sil and Brie like nothing had happened. * I understand the occasional mutiny and treachery as all in good fun in my work but somethings are inexcusable. *Begins mumbling to himself about another silk shirt ruined calmly retrieving his gun and sword belts from the table.*Thank you my dears for minding these for me, Oh, I'm so sorry where are my manners , Ladies, this gentleman with me is my First Mate Miryam Steelcastle. *The large man smiles slightly and nods to them.* * Leaning in close to the ladies Lachlan whispers...don't ask about the name ..his mother wanted a girl . "Captain, please every time you tell tat story, its embarrassing " Mr Steelcastle bemoaned.  Worry not my brother,these are women of character and would never cast dispersions over a simple name.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

Cool -stands up on te ravle now eye level with the behemoth of a man- I am captain silver steamaether. captain of the HMS pocketwatch. Her Majesty's 7th fastest airship. at your service- give him a small salute and then extends her hand for a handshake-

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Actually somewhat amused by her wanting to stand eye to eye, he looks over to Lachlan who merely shrugs  looking back to Sil, he says* Bonjour ma petite Captain  *Mr. Steelcastle kisses her hand and says* An honor, Ma'am.   Ah, he is such the charmer , Lachlan exclaims as Mr. Steelcastle proceeds to kiss Bries hand as well. All right, all right , back to the ship with ya,* Lachlan exclaims waving his hands about *You keep going like that and they'll no longer think I'm the charming one. I'll be a long shortly to finish the last bit of the cleaning up on board.* Mr Steelcastle bows to the ladies in an exaggerated courtly gesture flashing his fox that got the chicken smile all the time* Farewell, till we meet again Lady Brie, Ma Petite Captain Sil * He turns to Lachlan and says Be seeing ya later then Captain? Aye, just make sure all things are ready.* And with that the giant exits quietly from the room.*  My goodness but he has a flair for the dramatic sometimes, hopeless romantic that one. Any way I'm suddenly feeling quite peckish,*still wiping blood from his hands on his now ruined shirt. anyone care to join me for luncheon, I'm in a particularly good mood now so obviously I'm buying.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*is still standing there spluttering a few broken words before releasing a hiss of steam* he's French! *looks over at Brie* m'lady he's ....he's french...but he's so big...hey...I'm not petite...He's just tall*shrugs*....but he's french!*hops down landing hard she was obviously much heavier than she looked* I like food...I can fix your shirt Captain..*extends a hand for it*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Is sitting with a look of worry and distress on her face, as she processes everything that happened in the past few moments* Err....Captain, thank you for the offer....but my appetite is not particularly active at the moment....a cup of tea might hit the spot though...*she weakly smiles*