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 Abigail Preston]

*chuckles*  Well, it would certainly make me think twice about crossing you, that's for certain.  I'm quite impressed with you.

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Tips his hat* My dear I am no more than any other in this world . I just have a few "tools" in my tool box some others don't. I must say given your excellent taste in conversation companions and by that I mean me* makes a exaggerated gesture with both hands pointing to himself* I find you quite the wonder as well. *He flashes her a sincere smile and offers her a bottle, care for some ? its over 20 years old from the isle of Mull, has a wonderful peaty flavor almost medicinal but with a subtly  that one grows to love .

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*hesitant smile*  Spirits?  I'm afraid I'm quite the lightweight.  But I would love to try a bit ... yes, thank you!  And I rather enjoy conversing with someone of such an interesting background!

[Rick hunter]

Steel watched the interactions of the people in the bar, listening to the clockwork body of his body. He closed his eyes and wondered what would be appropriate to do. If he didn't act friendly, he wouldn't be able to find someone that could help him, but if he didn't know if he could exactly trust the people around him

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*acknowledging the newcomer*  Hello, sir.  Welcome. 

[Rick hunter]

"Hello," Steel replied, he bowed his head slightly. "I am the Steel Skeleton, please call me Steel."

[Lady Abigail Preston]

A pleasure to meet you, sir.  I am Lady Abigail. 

[Rick hunter]

"And a pleasure to meet you ma'am," Steel looked at her, his photoreceptors rotating as he silently examined her

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*continues to smile warmly*  The pleasure is mine, sir.

[Rick hunter]

Steel looked at his hand, "I do not believe it should be a pleasure to meet a man who is just gears and cogs." He chuckled to himself, it sounded metallic, and as if made of different sounds of metal grinding together. "Realistically, I'm just a boiler inside."

[Lady Abigail Preston]

Sir, it's a pleasure to meet anyone who is polite and friendly. (smiles)

[Rick hunter]

"Politeness is a cover, all beings wish for companionship, and being polite is a way for them to do that." His tone never changed, being the same no matter what he said. Hinting that he couldn't change his tone. "Some use it to decieve others, and others use it to hide their pain. Either way, there is always a reason behind politeness."