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.

 

                         ********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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val responds* I need something with more alcohol than flavor right now...Anna, what would you like? *Anna looks at Bri slightly shyly* um...Nothing too expensive...I couldn't stand to run you poor with expensive drinks...*the two walk over to the bar and sit down next to Kepi*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle pours the boys top shelf whiskey, neat, Felix's favorite, and then looks to Anna, "Dear, this place is funded so that we may all enjoy it! I do have a lovely white wine I have been enjoying though..." She pours the two women a lovely drink and then Brielle drinks about half in one gulp.

[Kepi The Grin]

Kepi smells the whiskey deeply, inspecting its color and streaking. "Approved, in full." He raises his glass to Valarian. "To your dear Miss Anna! Cheers, here here, and so forth."

He takes a long drag of the liquor, shuddering in delight. "Classy, very classy stuff Bit rough on the finish, but I'm hardly one to judge!"

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val clinks his glass, doing his best to look cheerful.  Anna notices and elbows him again* Cheer up dear *looks to Bri* I swear he's been in a bad mood since the day I met him *Anna sips the wine* Wonderful!  Truly exquisite.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle nods and smiles, still a bit stiff. "Lovely, everyone is pleased, yes?" She takes a seat and flicks open her fan to cover her face, allowing her perfectly smooth poker face to drop for a brief moment.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Anna smiles* I think my dear is a bit stuffy.  Come, let's get some air...*she gently tugs Val out the door*

[Kepi The Grin]

Kepi nods slowly over his drink. "Quite pleased. For the moment. I do have business to return to," he sneers. "Sooner or later."

"Pleasure meeting you two, I'd be happy to hear more about your own...'business', whatever that may be!" he shouts back to Anna and Val.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle sends them a pleading glance as they head out the door, then finishes off her glass of wine in silence.

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil comes in with a near snarl on his face, his eyes as cold as the wind blowing outside. He gives only a cursory wave to the others in the bar before going around behind and grabbing one of his personal bottles and a glass.

His cane thumping heavily against the floor as he goes his chair and drops in it. He pulls the cork from the bottle and tosses it on the table and takes a swig straight from the bottle.

[Sgt. Ian MacBrooke]

Stepping in a puddle next to the door in an attempt to avoid being trampled under the sudden exodus, Ian Mac swears vehemently as he pulls open the door left to close without consideration and stumps/sloshes his way into the Gear and up to the bar.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle looks up. "Ian, Wil, can I get anything for you?"

[Kepi The Grin]

"Now you, sir," Kepi prattles, "and the fine fellow over there...are in abundance of frowns that need turning upside down."

He cants his head towards Bri.

"Miss Brielle, won't you put their tabs on me tonight? Whatever my new friends desire. We're practically partners in the business of making others happy, after all!"