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:
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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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*looks at Dominique* J'ai besoin etre seul pour un moment si'l te plait. *Dominique stands and walks to the bar. Ara turns her chair around and straddles it after placing her wine on the table. She crosses her arms* What are you getting at? *she asks, suspicious*
Dominique, viens. *Dominique walks back over* C'est finit? *Ara shakes her head* asseye-toi. *Ara stands as Dominique sits and slams her palm on the table as she leans forward* What game are you playing here, Drake? Spit it out.
*hesitates* I see what you're trying to do and I appreciate it, but....*thinks again* so we'd have an alliance? I already do forensics for....*shakes her head* no games?
*She and Dominique exchange glances before Ara finishes her wine* Let me talk about this with my captain. *she says and stands* until then, I've given no answer. I'm just going to think about it. I'll give you an answer tomorrow. In the mean time, I have to get up early tomorrow so I'm off. I have no answer for you yet. *she says as she and Dominique walk to the door,* How clear am I?
*doesn't answer. Instead she follows Dominique out the door. A few moments later, gunfire and giggling can be heard down the street. There's silence, another giggle, and the fading sounds of footsteps on cobblestone, rushing into the night*
*Felix emerges from the basement,* I need to follow my limits more often.
*The giant behind him rolled his eyes*
I'm glad you came by Jack, obviously it did well in the test run.*finding a table, the limp less noticeable, but wincing in pain every other step.*
*The giant nods* The hardest part was the glass.
*Felix looks at nat.* There isnt anything a GHOST can't handle.
*Jack looks at the blonde girl and then back to Felix.* I took some of the archived tech from the Academy and changed it up a bit.*Jack pulled out a metal bracer and what looked like a thin metal box with a cable leading to the bracer.* Felix I think you remember this gem*Jack chuckled*
*Felix looked at the device* I remember it now, it helped with arrests for the airmarshals. *Standing up and taking his boots and shirt off* Jack...I want you to put it on and swing at me.
*The airmarshall took off his collared shirt and donned the bracer. In a flash there is a cable flying at felix. Felix sidesteps as he shoots a burst of flame in jack's direction. Jack blocks it with the bracer. A few more fireballs fire in Jack's direction, as he blocks and returns the fire with the metal cable. They symbol on Felix's bracer glows a bright red as the suit envelopes him. As he suddenly collapses to the ground.* Not enough streng- *as felix blacked out and the leather suit retracted to his bracer. exposing scars all over his body.*
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