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.

 

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*shakes her head* I'm sorry about Tura'lu....what dues? What have you gotten yourself into? *looks concerned*

[Arabella Porter]

*walks behind the counter and grabs a broom and starts sweeping and sings*

[Arabella Porter]

*perks up at the Tura'lu talk and listens* a dead end.

[Alexander Baker]

*Revealing his hand, wraped up in a bandage.* This suit comes at a price, and I'll be hearing from Isabella within the next few days about Tura'lu

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*grabs his hand* Let me see that. So not a complete dead end then? *She sets to work tending to his hand*

[Alexander Baker]

Dont tend to it.*Pulls his hand away.* It has to heal...and then maybe, just maybe the suit will work for me.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*raises an eyebrow* You have to keep it clean at least...

[Alexander Baker]

Not till the blood pact is done.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

The WHAT???? *she is a bit dizzy and sways a tiny bit, deciding to sit down* What are you getting involved in? Why do you never tell me until you are injured and brooding about it???

[Alexander Baker]

Because this is what I have to do to keep some of my more arcane abilities up. Its perfectly safe.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

You truly aren't just saying that so I don't worry? Because blood pacts and injuries and extra strong drinks don't give me a good feeling about all of this. *frowns*

[Arabella Porter]

*yawns* Alright, *a bit concerned but she knows better than to ask. She leans the broom against the wall and goes to walk upstairs* I'll leave you too to your conversation. Have a good night.