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 Arabella Porter on
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*falters back a bit with a slight grunt but smiling* Come on girlie. I know you have it in you. *Dominique stands with her arms crossed* Ara, tu pute. elle est une poivre petite fille riche.*ara stands ready* come on. again.
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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on
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*shakes out her hand before punching Ara in the other shoulder* I'm not sure how this is supposed to get you on the ground for ten counts...
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*she falters back again* then try something else. don't use the same move twice.
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*Attempts to knock Ara's legs out from under her*
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*jumps but stumbles back after Brielle's toe gets a swipe at her heel* wasn't seeing that coming from a girl like you. *she grins* I was taught by a boy who had to fight on a daily basis for food with the same people everyday. He always said to never be predictable.
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*grins* Well at least I managed to surprise you...*tackles Ara in an attempt to force her to the ground*
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*rolls over on top of Brielle and has her pinned to the floor with her wrists* Your hands are gone, what else do you have? *Jabber has grabbed to the fan which fell to the floor and is up in the rafters with it*
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*wriggles in Ara's grasp* ahhhh......*ponders for a moment and then knees blindly upwards getting tangled in her skirts*
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*feels a knee hit her butt and laughs* there you go if you plan on sodomy or if I'm a man. what else?
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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*An earsplitting gunshot rings out as felix holds his revolver int he air.* Enough.
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*Looks over to Felix wide eyed, still pinned to the floor*
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*looks up at Felix as the crew ducks down and draws their weapons. Ara rolls off of Brielle* Are you mad?
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