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 Lady Brielle Serra on
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*Quietly closes the door to Felix's bedroom and tip toes down the hall to the bar, taking a seat and putting her head in her hands*
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Permalink Reply by Arabella Porter on
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*Ara walks in chatting to a quiet chanter, he with a body over his shoulder* once he wakes up we have to be really nice to him. Captain says we can't be hostile. *chanter shakes his head* I don't like violence but this is going to take a long time. *Ara rolls her eyes* how in the hell did you find yourself on a pirate ship? *they both stop when they see Brielle* hey, long time no see! *Ara smiles. Chanter drops the body on a table with a thud, a groan pervading the room as Minhtu pushes himself up halfway only to be knocked out by chanter again* That's not mine. *chanter blushed and Ara smirked* not yours? your work, your claim.
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*looks up with wide eyes, greeted by Ara and her crew including the ever present unconscious body and smiles weakly* Hello, Ara...Chanter.....poor fellow in trouble.....*she shakes her head and giggles* Yeah, I've been out for a bit...had to take care of some things back home, they didn't go quite as expected...*she trails off, frowning* I hope you have been well!
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*Vietnamese cursing could be heard from behind chanter* goddammit. belay that asshole and take him upstairs. *Ara ordered and Chanter picked up Minhtu and brought him upstairs. Ara looked back at Brielle* He's the firstmate upon a Thai pirate ship. But tell me, what happened at home? you went back? what for? *sits next to her*
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*blinks in surprise* Where did you pick him up? And why? Do I even want to know? *giggles* As for going back home....well...you see, its a long story...*frowning* I have been writing my sister back home, and she had written a letter to me....about how she was engaged to phillip....and so naturally, I had to go save her...only....she didn't write the letter!
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Was it your mother? father? *leans in* was it mr. boring?
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Permalink Reply by Madame Erzebet Sedwick on
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Hello, darlings.
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*To Ara, not noticing the new lady entering* It was Mr. Boring himself....seems that he hadn't quite let the idea go when I ran away....I figured that running away would mean I was ruined enough he wouldn't want me....I couldn't have been more wrong. *turning an alarming shade of white* Oh....he didn't want me as a wife, but apparently there are other things I might still be good for...ruined or not.....*looking up and noticing the New Lady* Hello, pleased to make your acquaintance, my name is Brielle, and this is my dear friend Ara, the bartender *smiles*
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Charmed, I'm sure.
My name is Madame Sedwick
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Nice to meet you, dear. What brings you in?
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You know, I'm not entirely sure. I was just coming home from a last-minute assassination, when I just seemed to have waltzed in by mistake.
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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*Walks in blowing out a cloud of smoke. looks to Brielle.* There is nothing ruined about you.*Takes his seat at the bar as Simon pours him a drink*
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