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 Alexander Baker on
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Watching Brielle's body language, he reaches for his revolver, "Who are you?" Turning his gaze at Kepi.
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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on
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She puts her hand over his and murmurs in his ear. "Not yet dear...the truth is, I'm not exactly sure what he wants, he just gives me the most dreadful feeling every time he is in here..."
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Cocking the revolver, "I see. So Kepi is it?" keeping a watchful eye on him.
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Permalink Reply by Kepi The Grin on
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Kepi's mirrored glasses kept his true expression concealed, but his face froze with concentration.
"Why yes, sir! I'm a man of wealth, and taste, so to speak sir. You may regard me as a businessman...an excellent judge of character...and above all, a problem solver. The finest you're liable to meet."
He huffed a stifled laugh. "And you seem like a man...a couple, really...who keeps man problems, whether he knows them all or not. Terribly shame. My heart goes out! Which is why I'm here to help." His toothy smile would have been warm and friendly, if not for all too perfect stare he put on.
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She looks at him with speculation. "Here...to help..." She looks from him to Felix and back again. "Do tell, I don't remember you ever offering..."help" before, Kepi." She fans herself, trying to keep a clear head so she can avoid anyone getting hurt.
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"Oh, I'm a very charitable person, Miss Brielle." He places his hand on his chest modestly.
"You see, you have a problem. Someone is looking for you. They had a problem too, you know. So they hired me, the very best at solving problems. Which puts me squarely in a position to make things much less of a problem for you, now doesn't it?"
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"The only problem we have now is the preventing the brink of world war." Pouring a whiskey, and making sure brie isnt between him and kepi
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She glares at Kepi. "You know I'm not going back. Tell them I died for all I care." And then looking to Felix.
"Is it really that bad?" She tilts back her wine glass and finishes it off.
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"Yes it is getting that bad" Downing his whiskey.
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"Oh. Oh, hrm. Hrngh. Yes. Quite. What a pity, war is. No profit in it. Not unless you're one of the winners." Kepi babbled with staccato bursts of nonsense.
"But ah-Miss Brielle, I don't think you quite understand. They made a deal. A well paying deal." His expression grew dark in spite of his grin. "And I always, always make good on my deals. So you see..."He snapped back into his old form. "You still have a problem. One I assure you, you cannot fix...unless, of course, you had my help. Available for a much lesser, much more forgiving deal than the one I have now!"
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She nods to Jacob. "I do hope your assistant comes up to snuff!" Then her gaze goes back to the Kepi and Felix.
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