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.

 

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Smiling and clearing a slight cough in his throat* Ara, you never need to apologize, I've known you long enough..and I know that was painful....the apology *Winking*

[Valarian H. Vol]

*starts mumbling something, as if chanting.  Repeats it over and over again, as if oblivious to the surroundings*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Winking at Ara before looking at Val* I don't need any occult garbage today.......What do you have going on over there?

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks at Oz with sad eyes* A friend came with me to this town.  From the same unit I was in.  Named John Roual.  He died today.  I'm just letting the afterlife know that a proud soldier's coming.

[Arabella Porter]

*she sticks her tongue out at Oz and then pours herself a glass of wine. She then looks to Valarian and raises an eyebrow* you some kind of witch doctor or something?

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks up with tears in his eyes* it's for a fallen comrade.  Letting the afterlife know that a warrior is coming.

[Arabella Porter]

*Ara sips her wine* I'm sorry for your loss, Val.

[Sgt. Ian MacBrooke]

[Sgt. Ian MacBrooke]

For all our last lads and lasses....

[Valarian H. Vol]

He was the closest thing I had to a brother.  John Roual.  Bravest medic I've ever seen.  He once ran through fire seven times to rescue wounded.  But he was also a great fighter.  We went to the same precision shooting events.  He gave me this *pulls out an ornate revolver* to always remember him.

He was killed today by a bunch of thugs while trying to help a civilian.  Cheap shot to the head.  Killed him while he was down...

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Lightening up and still coughing* Ahh, I'm sorry to hear mate...it's always hard..losing a friend...*Taking a sip* Damn it...*clearing his throat*

[Arabella Porter]

*Ara shoots Oz a strange look and walks up to him, poking him* What's up with that cough?