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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks up from his box with what appears to be a sawed off rifle* problem over there?

[Alexander Baker]

"I see a problem a knife's edge or a couple bullets couldn't fix." Pouring another whiskey. "War isn't so bad as a mercenary though." Chuckling.

[Valarian H. Vol]

Makes sense.  I guess I'm just the overly noble type *laughs*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She shakes her head, giggling slightly. "I know you don't mind it, just stay safe, ok?" She turns to Kepi.

"If I was dead, you do realize you would be free of your obligations, and could leave me well alone?"

[Valarian H. Vol]

*laughs* He'd probably find a way to bother you in heaven, knowing him.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

"Not if Felix offed him first." she mumbles to Val and then smirks to herself.

[Kepi The Grin]

Kepi feigned hurt.

"Why Miss Brielle, Mr. Valarian! What kind of businessman do you take me for." He straightened up and puffed out his chest. "I said, I always keep my deals. To the letter. To the minutia. Why, if we all just broke out deals...it would be immoral! Society would break down. No no, I must keep it. Which I fear could be just dreadful for you, and your dear one, and the Gear, all of whom I have grown to care oh so much for now...unless you arrange for my much better proposal."

[Alexander Baker]

"Whats your price?" downing another glass of whiskey.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

"Felix, you can't be serious!"

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Her eyes snap with anger. "We don't make deals to counteract deals that NEVER should have been made in the first place. I don't even know why they want me back, by their standards I am dreadfully ruined....they never saw me as a person, only as an object to be kept in pristine condition and sold to the highest bidder..."

[Alexander Baker]

"Everyone has a price. and if the nobles see you as a piece of property if they get the return value out of it they won't care. Or end up with their throats slit. To most nobles daughters are status symbols and deal makers." Downs another glass of whiskey.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Her jaw hangs open. "But....my price should be totally deteriorated....I have no value to them because no nobleman in his right mind would want to marry me after having taken up with pirates and then taking a...a...." She blushes, struggling internally with her values. "A Lover!"