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.

 

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

it's not rude, it's a question. and Yes, I am also for laundering. I can do a little bit of everything. loom weaving, cooking, computing large numbers, working with aether, welding and soldering, and of course, I am a weapon as well as a woman*grins* and I'm a great captain, or so I'm told

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Indeed... a renaissance woman,*raising a toast to her with an imaginary glass of champagne * skilled in all manner of ...well,  skills.  *Sits down at the nearest table and grabs the back of the chair beside it pulling it out for her*  *Shouting to the kitchen* Oi !, monkey, how bout a couple of drinks here?"

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wilhelm strolled into the Gear with his easy smile and a long stemmed pipe between his teeth. The thick, white plumes of smoke coming from it trailing behind him. Waving to Simon he makes his way to the bar, pours himself a glass of scotch and heads to his normal table.

Settling into the comfortable chair he sighs contentedly and continues to smoke as he relaxes.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle walks in from down the hall from the direction of Felix's room, with a wistful look on her face. She spots Wil and takes a seat by him*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*you see a lovely woman step into the bar. she's wearing a tightly laced corset so she has a very defined silhouette. her red hair is curled and pinned under a lovely hat. she's wearing a deep crimson dress and has on gloves that cover her hands. her hat has a veil that covers her face making it nearly impossible to identify her. she walks to a table in the middle of the bar and sits down. she pulls out a book and pen and begins to write. she hasn't said anything to anybody yet*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

* Eying the new lady at her table and sniffing the air slightly then leaning over to whisper to Sil, * She's new, ever met her before? Seems the shy one, guessing she isn't a member of any crew I would know.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle looks towards the new woman, and smiles then nods. She appears to have a story, and she knows it will all come out in time, when the lovely lady is ready*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

-you realize sil left fifteen minutes ago...this lady gives a soft hissing sigh and draws a little octopus on the paper se motions brie over with a gentle gesture-

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Brielle furrows her brows and then slowly walks over to the woman and peers over her shoulder at the paper*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

-it's well of an octopus..- hello m'lady..-it was the rough pirate language you hear a gentle hiss of steam and ar this closeness you could see the brass shining under the veil..it was Silver..-

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*peers closer at the lady* Silver....my dear...is that you????

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*you see that smirk* Perhaps. *peers up at you with a mischievous look in her eye*