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.

 

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Grabs the chip and hands it to Cain*

[Cain Marko]

*Cain takes the chip with his left hand and smiles at Brielle*  Now for the fun part.  *He goes over to the trunk and kicks it open.  Drawers and shelves pop out, all assorted with medical and engineering tools.  He grabs a fine point screwdriver and tightens a screw on the chip.*  That'll ease the pain in his head a litte.  Little darling was overheating next to the processor, i.e. Fergus.

 

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Watches Cain raptly* Hmmm...very interesting....*smiles*

[Cain Marko]

So, Brielle...Can you tell me why this little tyke here was overheating?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*blinks* You know what, I have no idea. I wasn't trained for this....if you know I would love to learn! *sips wine and walks over to get a closer look*

[Cain Marko]

*Cain moves quickly and grabs it with his left hand*  Don't touch it man! Not yet

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*looks alarmed* Fergus...I don't know what to say...I'm not a brain surgeon....

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*shrugs* It can, but I don't know with this particular injury...I guess we will find out! *looks worried*

[Cain Marko]

*Cain works his way through numerous tools working on the chip, causing it to glow less till it turns to a normal grey color.  He places his tools in the trunk and turns to Fergus*  You can't touch this yet...I still have to fix you...

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*watches observantly* Sometime you will have to teach me what you are doing...it might prove useful one day!

[Cain Marko]

What I'm doing is advanced Autonomy and Mental Prothesis...I'm one of 4 people that know how to do this in the world...*He turns to his trunk and pulls a contraption, three cords with prongs attached to a meter*  Now for you Fergus...Put this lead in your mouth and hold the other ones...

[Lady Brielle Serra]

What...just...happened? *she runs over to Fergus* Are you alright?