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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

*slowly draws his sidearm as he looks out the window*

[Valarian H. Vol]

*stands up, slightly concerned*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*The strange, low, oscillating hum, still approaching the pub* Why are you coming in so damn fast?? *Adjusting a setting on his wrist device*  Wait.. no... slower...not lower.....christ...there we go....well hope the docks are clear *Finally looking up, seeing the place empty*** What the hell........*activating a switch on the device* Ara, come in, where the hell did you go, Ti....shit... Oz out..  Ok Archy, play nice...vent that atmosphere..

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks out the window at the lights* what in the name of...?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle picks her head off the table, the room spinning a bit from the copious amounts of absinthe she consumed earlier. "Goodness gracious, what is that racket? She sways over to the window. "Ach...those lights...what is going on?" She shakes her head and sips some water. "It has been quite the night..."

[Arabella Porter]

"a balloon...a ship....Archimedes" Ara said as a giant tan balloon came into view, its copper support system stretching over the top. The cap on the front was brass colored ad Ara could make out an emitter on the inside edge. No, 3 sweeping towards the back. closer and closer, a mahogany colored gondola with emitters on each side. closer and closer, a view window and what were those bulbous things coming out under it? Ports? Probably. closer and closer, why wasn't she slowing down? holes in the ship. two of them and stacked vertically. Probably for weaponry but you can never assume with Tim Harrison's designs. Most certainly Archimedes. Small and pretty like Zachary likes his women. Ara smirked and then swuinted with confusion.

                                  Meanwhile, back at the refet

  "slow down you mad scientist, you're going to crash. Why isn't he slowing down?" she hears a static veiled voice coming from her voice and jumped before remembering the comm device. She pressed a button. "Oz, slow down!"

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Over Ara's comm* Where the hell did you go?? Slow down??  Wha...oh....At the Gear, eh? Who all is there? Hold please *Click as the signal stopped*

[Arabella Porter]

Ara goes to press the button again, "Wait!" but she doesn't get a response. "What's that man up to?"

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle's face blanches. "Why can't he slow down? Where did he go? Ara, whats going on??" She sways a bit before plopping down on a chair. "I don't like this one bit.."

[Arabella Porter]

I have no clue *Ara responds, still looking out the window.* What is he doing? and they say women can't drive. *she scoffs*

[Valarian H. Vol]

I've got a bad feeling about this...*draws his sidearm, knowing it won't help*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Over the comms* Oh, by the way, I'm not.. aww hell.....Hold please*click*