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.
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Normal night indeed. and the usual. People, guns, wanting something in here.
I'll drink to that, mate*Putting the cigar in his mouth and lighting it, taking a few puffs* Simon, the usual please.
*ellie climbs up on the bar and sits in front of tim and shoves the slice of cake in front of his face.* I made this.
*Smirking* Well, I do love a good slice of cake. What kind is it dear?
Chocolate*Ellie smiles big.*
Hmm *Pausing for a moment and looking and Alex* i don't have a choice in the matter, do I?
*Felix shrugs* Come on Mr. Harrison!!!* Ellie slammed her fist on the counter.*
* Chuckling and pulling the cigar out of his mouth* Well, I'm not getting out of this. *taking the cake and a bite and pausing* Not to shabby lass, could use a little work but I'd think about eating this again. Good job, dear.
*the loud thud of a table falling on the ground echoed behind tim.*
*whispers to max:at least the kitchen didnt explode this time*
Well, if someone has too......* taking another bite ans whispering* It's actually not ..that bad......
*Ellie sits there with a cross face and stares at tim and max*
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