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.

 

[Alexander Baker]

In time dear*Hops up on the bar and grabs the bottle of whiskey and takes a sip.*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*giggles* Straight from the bottle, huh?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Spots Fergus staggering in* What happened to you? *Runs over and starts inspecting him, trying to figure out where and who the blood came from*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle cuts off Fergus's sleeve and inspects the front and back of his shoulder* Fergus...there is only an entry hole...I have to dig the bullet out....*Prepares local anesthetic, surgical instruments and a suture kit*

[Alexander Baker]

I will be back, please tend to his wounds Brielle.*Runs off to the basement*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Thats what I'm here for! *She says as she runs upstairs to grab her medic bag, then runs back down to fergus*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Fergus...get back over here! I need to dig that bullet out before you drink!!! *Follows him with the medical supplies* I know alcohol makes you feel less but it also thins your blood! *grabs his arm and injects local anesthetic*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

I'll keep that in mind *studiously starts digging around pulling out three bullets in total* Ok now time to stitch this mess up....*starts suturing*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

You are still in too much pain...*grabs some morphine and injects it* Well...you will feel pretty fuzzy but you won't be hurting now *giggles and finishes suturing and then dresses the wound with a bandage*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*shakes her head* No Fergus, thats really enough for you...I know my dosages and I gave you the maximum already.....

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Fergus, get back in here and sit down. You can't go hunting down gunman with an injured shoulder and doped up on morphine....*grabs him by his good arm and steers him to a seat by the bar*

[Arabella Porter]

*Ara walks in with Dominique behind her and sits at the bar. Dominique looks to Simon* Singe, j'ai besoin une verre. *Simon pours her a whiskey. ara looks to the rest of the group in the bar* evening.