The Rejected Gear
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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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on
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A passive blank look comes over her face, one that she hadn't had to use in a very long time and that no one in the rejected gear had seen before. It had been perfected over years of living in high society, born out of a need to hide what she was really thinking.
Kepi's comments had struck a nerve, and taken her mentally back to a place in life she had wished never to revisit. With a flat tone in her voice, she quietly states, "I suppose you shall have to watch and form your own opinions about my person..." she takes a small sip of her drink.
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Permalink Reply by Kepi The Grin on
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He places his finger under her chin, barely touching, and lifts her head to get a good look at him.
"Oh, Brielle, Brielle, Miss Brielle," he croons, mimicking a sympathetic parent. "I already have."
He lets her go and begins to chuckle. "And I like what I see, as an excellent judge of character...I do believe there is an exciting future for you-for us." He backs away, one methodical step at a time, letting the words sink in.
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She cringes at his touch, shaking a bit as he lets her go. "I don't understand what sort of future you have in mind. I barely know you and my home is here..."
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His grin grows impossibly wide, straight and perhaps a bit too pointy teeth showing fully.
"That's the part we'll find out together, Miss Brielle! The future is terribly unpredictable that way...I do hope you're as excited as I am."
He breathes deeply. "But I have the strongest suspicion, that you want to stay here. Because you do have such a lovely home and family among the people...I dare say, you'll do anything to stay, and not find your circumstances dramatically changed... Wouldn't you say?" -
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A faint smile appears on the corners of her mouth. "I do have a lovely family here, but I daresay they are so protective I don't have to do much to stay. Felix is back, have you heard?" She straightens her spine and lifts her head a little higher. "I am in good hands here, and I know I don't have to leave unless I very well choose to."
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"Ah, wonderful to see you smile..."
Kepi wrings his hands excitedly. "Even more wonderful to hear the Master of the house has returned. I look forward to meeting him and...introducing myself...you'll put in a good word, get him caught up on our goings-on, I trust?" He sneered. "Because there many unfortunate things that can happen to a nice girl like you, things very difficult for those around you to protect you from. They have a way about them, of happening...suddenly."
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She arches her eyebrow at him. "What are you implying, sir? If you wish for him to have a good report I do suggest you behave. He is always in an interesting, rather violent state when he comes home from deployments..." She stands up and exits towards the staff hallway.
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Permalink Reply by Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff on
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As he finishes he finds the blade of a sword against the side of his neck. "You have overstayed your welcome in this place sir. If you so much as twitch a muscle we will see if your arrogance and resources allow you to heal not just having your throat severed but allow you to not be affected by a rather lethal dose of radiation. Now I recommend you leave. Before my temper is actually raised."
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Permalink Reply by Valarian H. Vol on
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*Val appears beside Wil, looking rather bemused* need a hand? Or can you handle this? *slowly extends his forearm blade*
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Kepi's smile never shrinks.
"These," he begins earnestly, "are very beautiful blades. Fine pieces. Radiation you say? A man who believes in thorough work. I agree wholeheartedly."He backs away with a repentant gait, and bows deeply. "I shall cherish these moments, gentlemen. You are both wise purveyors of violence and connoisseurs of instruments of pain. I can appreciate your taste. I apologize that I cannot share your...eagerness, for dirty, bitter work."
He gives one more look to Brielle, though his mirrors keep his gaze unreadable. "You, my dear, can rest assured." He returns his smirk to the men. "I haven't finished my business here, at this rejected Rejected Gear. I dare say I've only just started. For distinguished gentlemen such as these have surely heard of Kepi The Grin, and the most excellent company he keeps. Company that shall not be pleased with any such rash action against him..."
He lets her see just the edge of his eye, enough to see a wild, maddened look within.
"I'll be seeing you soon. Miss Brielle. Can't wait to see your mate, I'm eager to see the artistry in his own weapons!" He slips out the door.
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*Val spins and takes a shot, just barely hitting the door instead of the visitor* Damnit...*he sighs and sits back down*
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Wil watches him leave and than shrugs as he slides the blade back into the shaft of his cane. Turning to Brielle he sighs. "I'll see about adding some secondary protections to the entrance so that people who are told never to return are unable to if you'd like. Just so you know, in over four decades of dealing with the underworld I've never heard of anyone named 'Kepi the Grin'. Sounds like a clown that works for those blasted Ringling brothers!"
Wil lights his pipe and leans back in his chair with a relaxed smile.
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