The Rejected Gear
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.
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Permalink Reply by Oswin Bernerd McGuinness on
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Gladly *winking right back*
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Permalink Reply by Arabella Porter on
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*she pours herself a glass of water as Mercurian walks in* What have you got for me, old man? *Mercurian Maxwell sits at the bar and yawns* I've got your young, post-pubescent head on a stake. *Arabella laughs* I thought you wanted flowers next to your grave for next week. *Mercurian smiles* Remember to put in my obituary, death by young and stupid first mates. *Ara serves him a glass of whiskey* I already wrote, "Death forgot to take this bun out of the oven. Now it's too cold and stale and moldy to eat so he's throwing dirt on it instead". *Mercurian laughs and the two are silent*
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Permalink Reply by Dr.Alexander Tarr on
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*Having exasperated all other possibilities.he finds himself in a new town. a thousand miles from where ,it.happened. *
Just one drink.that's all I want.
A drink and I'll be on my way.
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No need, sir. You may stay as long as you'd like. Name your poison? *she wipes down the bar and looks at Tim who's apparently spaced out in his thoughts. Jabber has begun looking around the bar for whatever he didn't find on the ceiling*
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*Making calculation and doodling motions with his fingers and a scrunched face, snapping out of it and looking up to see the new face* Oh, well hell, pardon my rudeness *Extending his hand towards the stranger Timothy R Harrison, it's a pleasure to meet you, welcome in to the Gear.
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Welcome back to reality, oh pensive one. *she teases before looking back to the new stranger* Sir, a drink?
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Whiskey.leave the bottle!
*throws a 10 pound note on the bar*
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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one whiskey coming up!*Grabbing the bottle and a glass and putting it on the counter* how are you tonight?
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Thank you miss.I won't need but a few minutes.longer if there's food. even longer if there's a room for the night.*I say to the barmaid.*
I lived through another day. * I reply, to the barman. as politely as I can without sounding annoyed by the question* *from the corner of my eye I see the man to my left stir and thrust his hand toward me*
"Timothy R Harrison" *he says* Ta...*i stop myself*... Moss, is my name.*i do not shake his hand but instead pour myself a drink*
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There is food, room and board her my good friend! So I invite you to stay!
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*looking up from his third glass of whiskey* I'll have a room. and a roast joint.Rare.
*pouring another glass.I think, why do I bother! just drink from the bottle! oh but that wouldn't be "Civilized" Ha! and I down the drink and pour another*
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Here is a joke
A teacher asks her class, "If there are 5 birds sitting on a fence and
you shoot one of them, how many will be left?" She calls on little
Johnny.
"None, they all fly away with the first gunshot."
The teacher replies, "The correct answer is 4, but I like your
thinking."
Then Little Johnny says, "I have a question for YOU. There are three
women sitting on a bench having ice cream. One is delicately licking
the sides of the triple scoop of ice cream. The second is gobbling
down the top and sucking the cone. The third is biting off the top of
the ice cream. Which one is married?"
The teacher, blushing a great deal, replies, "Well I suppose the one
that's gobbled down the top and sucked the cone."
"The correct answer is the one with the wedding ring on... but I like
your thinking."
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