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.

 

                         ********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.

 

[Arabella Porter]

Here, let's make it fair. *she looks to the crew* what'll it be, boys? *Mercurian stands up* ok, Bells, that's enough. *ara gives Mercurian a look and he backs off a bit. He knows what she's up to* ok, didn't expect brilliant ideas. *she smirks* I won't be allowed to use my limbs as offense. only defense.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

Dear, where there is will, there is a way.....*Puffing on his cigar* But if you're lazy, find things to do the work for you *Chuckling taking a sip*

[Arabella Porter]

 *sticks her tongue out at Tim* and when the thing that will work isn't around? she should know how to do it!

[Lady Brielle Serra]

uh...what is the thing that will work? *looks lost*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Chuckling* There are lots of things but you don't worry about itright now, dear. *Puffing on his cigar*

[Alexander Baker]

*Sipping his whiskey and watching his hand resting on his belt*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Turning to Alex* This should be interesting

[Alexander Baker]

very much so.

[Arabella Porter]

Your hands and your head *smiles to Brielle sincerely* your hand eye coordination. your feet. your center. they should all work. and when one doesn't, the others will now come at me, dammit.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*eyes ara* Ok....*looks puzzled* So...how do you define me winning my fan back?

[Arabella Porter]

 Roderick stands up*  Ara should be on the ground for at least ten counts. *Mercurian sips his brandy* sounds like a plan. *Ara nods* alright. come at me. Let's get you swinging. You remember the punching I hope?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Shakes her head* Yes, I remember the punching....*throws a punch at Ara's shoulder*