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.
********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.
Replies to This Discussion
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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on
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*pauses* and what is that supposed to mean?
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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It means anything goes.
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Permalink Reply by Arabella Porter on
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*a giant yell of pain is heard upstairs followed by Ara's giggle before one can hear her yelling* we can do this all night. It's either this *another yell* or you talk. *there's more indistinct chatter muffled through the floor boards*
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*winces and looks sick to her stomach* If shes doing that all night, can I get some absinthe?
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*rolls his eyes at the screams* Such a familiar sound.
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*eyes wide* Really, a super strong drink would be great about now....
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This is good for you*chuckles*
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*glares at Felix* *under her breath* This is not very funny
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*Chanter walks down with a bloody tongs like contraption and walks to the bar sink* Pardon me, *He says to Brielle as he cleans it. Ara slides down the banister and skips over to the bar* Glad he's a talker, eh Chant? *Chanter nods to Brielle and Ara smirks* she's fine. she's a medic. although, *looks to Brielle* Sorry, if we're being too noisy. *chanter goes back upstairs and Dominique comes down* Je part. *she says to Ara* mais oui. Mais ne parles pas avec l'equipe. Juste le capitaine. *Dominique nods and leaves, smiling to alex and Brielle as she goes. Chanter comes downstairs* He's out like a hibernating bear. *Ara scoffs* not as big as one, that's for sure.
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*eyes wide and winces at the sight of the bloody tongs* I can handle blood....when I'm fixing people...not destroying them! Can I go help him? Please...I can't stand the thought of him all messed up like that....
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Sorry Brielle, we'll be doing his fix up. Maybe next time. At least he spoke. *giggles*
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*inhales deeply* about that drink...simon? You know how to prepare absinthe, right?
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