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.

 

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Looking up as the pipe hit the floor, briefly with the troubled look on his face before shaking it off and putting on his old demeanor* Wil...I don't know.. 

[Arabella Porter]

Ara can't speak when Wil walks in. she can only be silent and her heart stands still, jumping at the crack of Wil's voice. Oh no.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks at Ara, then at this new person, confused*

[Lady Abigail Preston]

(Smiles sweetly at Wil) I would love to join you for a drink...but I am so very tired at this moment. (Touched his hand with her fingertips). May we share that drink tomorrow?

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

The touch of her fingers send shocks through him. A feeling of current like touching a live wire. He barely suppresses the shiver as he smiles at her. "My lady, I would like nothing more than to join you here tomorrow for a drink."

He smiles at her softly.

[Lady Abigail Preston]

(Smiles gently) Until then. (Turns to the Lady Brielle and holds the room key tightly) Thank you for your kindness. I must now send for my things and retire for the night. I am so happy to have met you all.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Still just looking at the entire encounter* This is quiet odd.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle snaps out of her reverie. "Goodnight, Lady Abigail. Pleasant dreams!" She looks to the other regulars. "Anyone care to explain what all just happened tonight?"

[Valarian H. Vol]

*whispers to himself* Damn I wish I had someone to share this moment with *looks at Ari*

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

As we are to have met you Lady." He smiles and gives a low bow to her.

Moving to Brielle as she goes towards the room Wil tells Brielle quietly. "What ever she wants she gets and send me the bill. She may not be my Anna but I will not let her want for a thing as long as she is here."

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*looking to Wil* I'm still not 100% convince she isn't her, mate.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle gives him a knowing, wistful smile. "As you wish, Wil. I know this is painful...but I have the feeling this might be a good thing. You have been alone for far too long..." She squeezes his arm caringly.