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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

Perhaps something to do with your memory?  Or your...appearance? *Val muses aloud*

[Rick hunter]

"I have come to terms with my body, but I would like to know why it is the way it is," Steel replied, he made a shrugging motion.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*watches, unsure of what to expect*

[Rick hunter]

Steel looked at his hand, not sure what to do at the moment. It wasn't like he knew anyone that could recover his memories, and even if they did what would he do with the information.

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Enters the bar room mumbling to himself as he is attempting to wipe blood of his jacket*...Why can't things go smooth, just once , one time no idiot playing hero ......." Ah, hello gents " waving the bloody rag in his hand in greeting "How goes your day?"

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val walks into the bar holding a large box, a grin on his face.  Seeing Lac, he laughs a little* What happened mate?  You look like I used to on a good night *chuckles to himself*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Looking up* Well I could dress it up in verbal hyper bally but, the short answer is deal went bad violence ensued, morons were disposed of . Basically in that order,..eh, more or less* waving the bloody rag around dismissively * Anyway how are you doing this fine day?

[Valarian H. Vol]

*grins* I'm doing splendid.  Seems the Aeronautical Division left me a present.  Guess who just got back every trinket, gadget, or other item he had when he was dismissed *chuckles* Didn't give me back my darned jacket though.  Oh well.  Wanted to make some improvements anyways.

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Thats lovely, always nice to get things back you though gone.*Finishes wiping the blood from the alligator leather of his jacket* All the places for blood to run and collect on these hides...mumbling once more "Well, now that your treasures are restored to you minus the aforementioned jacket what now lies before you?"

[Valarian H. Vol]

Well, I've got a few...gifts, if you will.  For you, I got a nice Royal Firepower Hi-Cal.  Fires a pretty little .44.  Perfect for those pesky deals gone wrong *smiles and hands Lac the carbine*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Eying the firearm, * Seems well made, feels good against the shoulder , thank you son, Im sure I'll have a use for it.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*smiles evilly* I've collected a fair number of firearms.  Most end up sitting in my weapons locker.  Decided they weren't doing much good there.  Enjoy it mate.