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:
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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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Brielle smiles brightly. "Go ahead!" She raises her glass to her lips and tosses it back, setting her glass on the counter. "Now...we wait..." She blushes. "I hope I know what I just got myself into..."
*she does something you've never seen silver do..she gives a girly giggle and ...well, all but flounces over to the bar*
*Ben raises a glass so Silver* yeah. *he takes the shot and slides one forward*
*tosses it back without a shudder smiling* ahh~ much better
*ara looks at the shot of absinthe in her hand and then looks to Mercurian who gives her a look of disapproval. Ara shoots him a questioning look back but he turns and opens a book, reading an excerpt to Roderick for discussion. Ara puts the shot down* ok, not tonight for me. *she pours herself a glass of phantom while Chanter starts taking some of the shots*
Brielle feels the effects start to kick in and giggles. Looking to Ara, she all but whines, "Araaaa.....why won't you take one too? You can't leave me to drink this crazy stuff by myself!" She plops down in a chair and pouts.
*Ara exchanges a look with Mercurian again and mischievously smiles at him before flouncing behind the bar. She a normal glass before rummaging through a drawer until she pulls out a silver spoon with holes in it and a sugar cube. resting the spoon on the glass and placing the sugar cube on the spoon, she takes a shot and pours it over the sugar cube, turning the drink a lighter shade of green and giving it a thick foggy consistency. She does this with two other shots in the sae glass until she has a good amount of absinthe in her glass. She raises the drink* happy Christmas. *she takes a sip*
have any of you had brass Absinthe? I believe I gave some to Alex, but I still have some of my own and I don't mind to share..*smiles*
Brielle watches with interest. "Can I try it that way? I like sugar...."
*starts rummaging through her bag looking for her brass absinthe* were'd it go?
*Comes Walking Up Behind Her Seemingly Coming From Out Of Thin Air And Shadows Holding A Bottle Full Of Brass Coloured Liquid* Missing Something?
Wil walks into the bar with a wide smile. A sack over his right shoulder that appears to be stuffed and his vest a bright red velvet and a gold puff tie. His voice clearly ringing out for everyone to hear. "Merry Christmas my friends!"
Walking all the way in he goes to the center table and sets the sack on it. "Come on over my friends. I have gifts for the loveliest ladies I know!"
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