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.
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*sighs* in the 270 years I've been alive, I have only ever loved two beings. One was a fellow angel who died at my hands *blushes, then looks up* the other........is you...
*looks down hissing steam embarassedly her mouth trying to form words that weren't there.* I um, I.*looks up at you* really? even though I'm technically automaton, that doesn't weird you out?
it's perfectly fine...*looks away* I'm sorry...I shouldn't have said that...
No! *grabs your sleeve* I mean, I..*takes a deep breath* I Love you too Val..*still has a hold of your sleeve looking down*
*eyes widen slightly* you do...? *smiles and looks away, slightly glowing (literally)* I...I...*his wings flutter in embarrassment*
I am a captain! *puts her hands on her hips* I would never lie *steps closer smiling softly* you know, i've never really had interest in most people but you Val...you saved my life*smiles*
*smiles at you, and takes a step closer, wrapping my wings around you* You're beautiful...so unique...
That's the polite way of calling someone weird you know*smirks looking up at you, since she's much shorter than you*
Oh...I..I'm sorry ma'am *takes a step back* i didn't mean to offend. I meant you're special. In-in a good way...
Wilhelm walks into the bar, his cane clearly taking his weight. His face showing black smudges and the gloves on his hands looking a bit charred. Even his shirt had a few smudges on it.
Noticing Silver with one of the newer patrons he took a second look at the wings than shook his head. Somehow I should have expected eventually someone would show up with wings in this place! Chuckling to himself he moved to the bar, grabbed a bottle of wine and a glass than to his normal chair and settles into it.
*notices Wil walk in, and looks up for a second* oh...um...hi there...Don't mind us...
*looks down* Hey Wil...*is grinning from ear to ear*
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