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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks at Wil* my fault, I'm afraid.  I'll pay for a new bar top

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*blinking back the intensity of emotion*  I ... I didn't think of that ... only that he was hurting. 

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil smiles and shrugs at Abigail. "I rushed in a few times to dangerous situations in my youth my dear. Another five decades has taught me caution."

Wil chuckles at Valarian. "No worries about the bar top. I coated that in a solution the other day that should make it damn near indestructible. I'm more concerned with tables and chairs."

[Valarian H. Vol]

*smiles* I insist.  Considering the fact that my new...employer I suppose is the right word...has given me a not inconsiderable sum as a "signing bonus", so to speak, I feel I should share.  Always been a fan of a nice dark cherry wod...

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

As I said, no worries Valarian. If you check you'll see there isn't so much as a scratch on the mahogany." Wil laughs and takes a sip of the wine in front of him.

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Ah well, Wil, boys will be boys

[Rick hunter]

Steel shrugged, "at least I snapped out of it before drawing my sword," he commented patting the large piece of clockwork attached to his back.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*glances at the sword* hmmm...A bit more advanced than my so called "Kinetic Blade" *laughs* first invention I ever did.  Took me damn near a hundred tries.  If nothing else, certainly larger.

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*shaking herself back into the moment and sighing*  What an evening.  I'm afraid I have a need to retire for the evening.  Gentlemen ... do excuse me.  Enjoy yourselves, please

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Good evening Abigail, sleep tight.

[Lady Abigail Preston]

*Smiling*  Thank you, captain ... until next time. 

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil stands and walks over. Taking her hand he bows low over it and kisses the knuckles softly. "Sleep well and pleasant dreams my friend. I hope to see you again soon."