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
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She giggles. "You could say that. A few new people....and someone long lost possibly come home...." She frowns as she sees the cut.
"Where did you get that one?"
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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"This? just from some of the training exercises." he hangs up his coat, "I'm glad we have new people."
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She sighs as she stands up. "Training exercises, hmm?" She steps closer and stops just in front of him, looking up. "Your training exercises tend to be more rigorous than many people's worst night mares...." She shakes her head, then looks up at him through her eyelashes. "I'm glad you are home. None of those new people can replace you.."
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He chuckles then kisses her. "I'm glad to see you waited around for me."
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"Actually I had all but given up on you. I was actually considering a noble boy the other day....looked just like Phillip..." She smirks and giggles. "Feeling a bit nostalgic."
She stands up and kisses him on his nose. "But then I remembered noble boys don't make my heart flutter. Even if that fluttering is sometimes caused by an impending sense of doom." She pulls out a silk handkerchief and gently wipes the blood off his face.
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"Uh huh." Smirks then takes the handkerchief from her. "This scar is nothing."
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She raises an eyebrow. "Shirt off. Now. I need to see whatever godawful injury you are likely trying to hide from me..." The corner of her lips twitch up, as she realizes the ridiculousness of her request.
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"Maybe later." He chuckles and heads behind the bar counter.
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She blushes a bit at the implications and flicks open her fan, fluttering it a bit and peeking over. She follows him, and sits down in front of the bar. "Make me something sweet and fruity, dear?"
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Mixing her drink, "These scars will scare you though."
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"Your scars always scare me. Because I hate seeing you hurt...and you know I'm going to see them at some point." She turns faintly pink.
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"Might want to let them stay wrapped this time." He smirks, "Trust me."
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