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.

 

                         ********IMPORTANT********

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]

Brielle giggles and flounces over with a slight stumble. "Oh Will....you shouldn't have..." She giggles and blushes excessively.

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil smiles as he digs into the sack and pulls out a long thin package with Brielle's name calligraphed along it's length. "This is for you my good friend! I hope you enjoy it."

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She smiles with delight and gently takes the package before opening it slowly.

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Inside she finds a gorgeous rosewood parasol with an amazingly intricate silk canopy with roses and hummingbirds intertwined on it. "I found this buried in an antique shop and thought you might like it."

He smiles as he shows her that the wood is also delicately carved with roses as well.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She blushes and smiles before expertly opening the parasol and twirling it above her head. "Oh Wil! This is too much! I haven't had one of these since I left home...." She stands up and gives him a big hug. "Thank you. Truly it is lovely!"

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

He smiles and nods. "It took a while to find someone to clean it up and make sure it was all in good condition for you. I'm glad you like it."

 

He smiles happily as he watches everyone open their gifts.

[Arabella Porter]

Ara walks casually over. "Wil, I was hoping to give you your present first but I suppose this is alright." she sighs. "you really shouldn't have." She giggles.

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil laughs and winks at Ara. "My dear Ara, you know full well that I spend far to much far to easily."

Reaching into his sack he pulls out a heavy box with her name calligraphed just as nicely on it.

[Lizzieluv Trinkets]

*squints her eyes and spots Wil, her sight blurry and her gate unsteady, she sways over.* Wil dear *hiccups* is that you???...*attemps a curtsy but stumbles a bit*

[Lizzieluv Trinkets]

*plops on a chair next to Wil a bit embarrassed of her state* some absinthe??? anything in that sack fer me???

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil laughs and kisses her cheek. "I have something very special for you of course Lizzie!"

Reaching into his sack he takes out a large box that has her name not just calligraphed but has been delicately covered in goldleaf.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*backs away from the counter and walks to Wil handing him a box wrapped in a deep blue cloth* I saw this and thought you might like it*nods completely ignoring Jonx who she'd just walked past*