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.

 

[Arabella Porter]

*She shrugs* without getting caught? no. I think it all depends what they would do if we were caught.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Smirking and throwing an elbow at Ara* Fix J??....Oh! Automaton.. Sure? What's wrong with him? *taking a sip of scotch and leaning back on the bar, looking upside at Ara* An island, eh? *Sitting back up* Heavy occult influence, I assume? Knowing Alex....*scratching the back of his head* Has anyone had any hands on time with them? 

[Arabella Porter]

Max is on leave. He's offering a big ship and crew because we definitely won't get caught that way if we infiltrate the place.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

I could bring Archy along.  I think I've resolved the overloading issues on the cannon...I think...

[Arabella Porter]

*shakes her head* ships have people on them! people on ships get caught!

[Arabella Porter]

 right.*processes that phrase*...wait, what?

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

No shielding, I take it? What's he doing and where was the hit? *propping up on the stool and taking a cigar out of the silver case in his boot and popping it i his mouth*

[Arabella Porter]

*Raises her brow* at least automatons have a chance of being fixed. *stares into space* He could of been ripped open by a serial killer. *snaps out of it* is he fixable though? *downs another glass of whiskey*

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*A small drill is heard in the background, then a minuscule hole is then bore in to the wall where a scope in then inserted through*
*the neck of the scope moves about then is quickly withdrawn*
*The clicking of heels are then heard walking to the door*
*A woman clad in black pokes her head in the door* 

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

Well, Arabella, my dear, Archy doesn't need to have people on it to fly *winking* So, half organic, half machine, psionic powers.... Do we know how they run? Biologically, Mechanically?  Fortunatly, psionic abilities are just energy. Energy in all forms can be blocked, harnesses, etc.. Just need to devise a method of doing so. I would need something to test with....maybe Ellie....but I think I could adjust the harmonics on the energy barriers on Ara's, Alex's, my belt and the field on Archy to fight the attacks.  All speculation of course *Lighting his cigar and staring off in to nothing, calculating*

[Arabella Porter]

*thinks* so your ship could be a distraction....no. They're not that stupid. They never are. *looks up at the woman walking in and staggers behind the bar* Can I get you something or are you here to kill one of us?

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Walking over to the automaton and pausing at the sound of what he thought was a drill and shaking it off* All clockwork then? Any steam power at all? *Squatting and looking to Nat, puffing at the cigar in the corner of his mouth*