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.

 

[Rick hunter]

There was only one moment that Steel knew he would be able to actively put in and get something. He put in the date to the day that he awoke in Kyle Walter's lab. He took a deep breath and waited. After a moment he started screaming, the grinding gears that made the sound making it sound like a claw being dragged across a chalkboard

[Valarian H. Vol]

*a flash of images flew by, theoretically being pulled from Steel's own consciousness.  After exactly seventy two seconds, the machine sparked and died*

[Rick hunter]

Steel grabbed the machine and crushed it in his hands in anger, the ticking in his body started speeding up, fed by the emotions inside of him. "How could he have done that?" Steel said as he grabbed the bar, the wood creaked and splintered under his grip. His strength increasing with the speed of his clockwork.

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*moving back quickly, her hand going to her throat*  He needs help!

[Valarian H. Vol]

*rushes over to Steel, putting him in a sort of headlock, his own mechanically augmented strength equally matched with Steel's* Calm down and talk!

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*concern rising as she moves closer*  Don't hurt him!

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil moves and gently touches her shoulder to keep her back. "I think it best if you stay out of this Abigail. Both of these men are enhanced with technology. It would be best to not get too close."

Wil watches and waits for the conclusion

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*looks beseechingly at Wil*  But ... he's in pain!

[Rick hunter]

Steel grabbed Valarian and flipped him, throwing him on the bar. His rage was masked by the neutral face that he always had. After a few moments he came to his senses and backed away. "I'm sorry," he told them, as he looked down, "I don't know..."

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*placing a hand on Valarian and reaching toward Steel, trying to decipher how she can help and who needs it most*  Valarian .. are you alright?  Steel ... what happened?

[Rick hunter]

"Pain," Steel said, "I felt seventy-two seconds of pain... I don't recall ever feeling it before..." he put his hands to his head, "Whatever Walter did... it was painful."

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val slowly retracted his forearm blade, just inches from Steel's metal chest* my apologies.  On both the headlock and the device *slid off the bar and stood up* I thought perhaps it could answer some of your questions.  I didn't want anyone hurt, and my reactions just kicked in.