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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

*sighs as he watches Dustin play and the others have fun, knowing he can never truly be part*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

* The doors fly open as Lachlan enters* I cannot believe it ! No good deed goes unpunished! I rid the clans of that conniving honor less harlot and what do I get for it ??? *Waving his hands like a mad man *  Oi ! monkey, bottle now!

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Starts slightly, then tosses Lac a bottle* what's the matter?

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Throwing his arm around Val* Molly was to say the least was a disruptive influence on the covenant, after I go to all the time and trouble of actually almost killing myself to kill her I'm in trouble for the non sanctionioned "removal" of a royal blood. I could be declared in violation and have an edict of closure passed against me.   

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks at Lac* well that's no good.  You'd think they'd be a wee bit more grateful *shrugs* who knows...

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Well, as it happens tradition *adopts a overbearing snobbish tone* We exist outside of the mortal realm and to deplete ourselves or expose ourselves opens us all up to mortal inspection and hostility...BLAH blah blah

[Valarian H. Vol]

*laughs* Sounds like a bucket of fun...You sound like you need a drink.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*comes falling through the doors steam half fogging up in the room in a manner of seconds. she turns and reaches for her gun hissing out more steam and shot into the fog twice. something screeched and slithered back out of the building and into the canal across the road* and stay out!*she said before laughing jovally* that'll teach it! *turns* Cap!*pops a quick salute* and Val!*bows accordingly* if you should be so kind i'd love to join your company*grinning from ear to ear splattered in a green blood and steam is rising off her like she's been running a while*

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Smiles and stands up* Silver darling!  How are you? *looks around* what was that all about?

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

you know how those Cthulhu type creatures, I've lost the name. It followed me from the dock, no biggie, about like stray dogs if you ask me..but bigger*laughs* anyhow, got any Rum??*evil grin*

[Caitlin Cockfoster]

Caitlin sipped at her whiskey as she listened to Dustin play, savoring the flavor before swallowing and letting it burn its way down her throat. It caused a warm heat in her belly that spread to her blood.  The doors flung open and another woman fell through them.  She lifted a brow and quirked a half smile toward Miss Brielle.

"It would seem that today is a remarkable day, for you get not one, but two lady patrons in your establishment."

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil walks into the bar and smiles again at how the bar looks now. He goes to the bar and pours himself a fairly full glass of scotch before going to his normal chair and settles in. Looking around he waits patiently for Brielle or Felix.