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.
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*watches Silver* Don't make me hurt you...*draws his sword* I will... *looks ever so slightly uncertain*
*you see a hiss of that black smoke then she seems to calm" Val, please, I'm scared*she steps closer holding out her hands*
*takes a step back, looking blank* Leave her, or I will have no choice *he starts to glow*
*for a moment the steam runs white and she hits her knees obviously struggling looking up at you with green eyes* do it! *she managed* you do whatever you need to do to get rid of him* shakes her head trying to clear her thoughts* don't worry about me Val, i'll survive..Valerian I lo-*she started to say something else when the black smoke is back and she hissed steam at you*
*growls, and, with a tear in his eye, stabs Silver through the chest, just right of the spine*
*you can feel the gears stopping against the blade before she sighs and stops moving. she's now starting to bleed.
*walks in masked, sees the damage to the poor girl. thinking quickly grabs her under one arm and levels a revolver at the assailant with the free hand*
*Pulls he blade out and catches silver as she falls, gently lowering her to the ground. He slowly peels the brass away from the wound, revealing damaged skin. He does his best to heal her, but many wounds still remain* I love you...
*Upon seeing the new person raise his gun* Stop! She was possessed....*tears are forming in his eyes*
*still isn't moving and the brass on her is cool to the touch*
"who do you expect me to believe, the person who's bleeding or the one holding the sword." *slowly cocks hammer* "this doesn't look good for you."
*though there isn't a bit of steam rising from her, she opens her eyes. there's no pupil, no white just the color of the aether, swirling blues and greens. she reaches out still tucked under Merc's arm and puts her hand over the gun lowering it*
*makes a snap decision and pulls Silver to him, making it harder for the newcomer to shoot. He starts to glow brightly, and his wings unfold and wrap around her, imbuing her with his own life force. When it's done, his almost skellital wings unfold, revealing not the Silver of brass andc steam, but an almost completely human Silver, with just brass on her arms and right chest. Val slumps to the floor*
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