The Rejected Gear

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.

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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on December 4, 2013 at 10:58pm

"They must all be out. Hopefully the smell reaches Felix....where ever he is. The sooner he comes home safe and sound for Christmas the better!" She looks at the massive amount of cookies before them. "But really....what are we going to do with all of these?"

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Permalink Reply by Captain Lachlan Bellraven on December 5, 2013 at 9:58am

*Comes running into the kitchen* I smell them...cookies, cookies where are the cookies ?

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Permalink Reply by Casey July on December 5, 2013 at 11:03am

She shoves a tray of brightly iced cookies towards Captain Bellraven, "There are plenty of them, you are welcome to take as many as you like."

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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on December 5, 2013 at 12:17pm

Brielle smiles and delicately nibbles a cookie. "Glad someone came in to enjoy these with us!"

Permalink Reply by Captain Lachlan Bellraven on December 5, 2013 at 4:19pm

* Bearhugs Casey * Thank you, Thank you,Thank you ! NOMZ!

Permalink Reply by Casey July on December 5, 2013 at 12:28pm

Casey July strides over to the table in the middle of the room. She pulls her large canvas bag open and takes out several pieces of very expensive fabrics. She puts on her glasses and pushes them to the end of her nose and begins to start sewing the pieces together with tiny perfect stitches. "Someone needs to get some work done around here!"

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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on December 5, 2013 at 12:48pm

Brielle watches Casey and follows her to where she has set up her work. "What are you making? That fabric looks lovely...." She runs her hands over the fine material and then sits beside Casey.

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Permalink Reply by Casey July on December 6, 2013 at 12:04am

"Well, I promised Ms. Steam a dress did I not?" She looks up with her glasses on the end of her nose. "I did promise."

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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on December 6, 2013 at 9:23am

She watches as Casey works on the dress. "I suppose you did, dear." She heads to the kitchen and comes back with two steaming mugs of hot cocoa for the two ladies to enjoy as Casey works.

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Permalink Reply by Sgt. Ian MacBrooke on December 6, 2013 at 9:19pm

...the Black Hag is everything you would expect from a dockside dive rumoured to catering to a crowd of cutthroats, roustabouts and thieves...from the outside. Upon crossing the threshold, my senses are bathed in a miasma of smells from out of 1,001 Arabian Tales. Surprising, since I could have sworn I walked into a hole-in-the-wall.