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.

 

[Alexander Baker]

Hmmmmmmm, my demon lord monkey might be able to help.

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Speaking of the blasted primate where is Simon? Doesn't seem like home without him reading how to incinerate us all in some dusty tome in the rafters?

*Wil smiles as he pulls out his pipe, packs and lights it with thick clouds of smoke*

 

[Alexander Baker]

Still in transit my dear friend. He had some shops to visit on his way here, and I didn't question him

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Yeah. I wouldn't question that monkey either! *he laughs and puffs away*

 

[Octavius B. Firelord of Hibernia]

I dont think that monkey will be able to help..My demon isnt a demon as such, more of a precurser to demons...he's been the gatekeeper for Hel since the gate was erected pretty much...and thats pretty ancient..ive been there...beautiful to see but not pass through

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Strolling in, notebook in hand, and bag on, normal garb* Mornin gents

[Octavius B. Firelord of Hibernia]

Tim..think fast! *flicks an ember towards him*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Looking up hands full, bending over so the ember bounces off top of his leather topper, and smiling*  Hey there mate

[Octavius B. Firelord of Hibernia]

All good? *slugs more mystery booze*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Smirking and setting his bag down, taking off his coat and hate, laying them on the bar* All good.  How are ya?

[Octavius B. Firelord of Hibernia]

meh..been better *leaps onto the bar and sits crosslegged*

[Arabella Porter]

*walks in and plops her bag down on a table* ...Is there something different? Did Alex do a good paint job or something?