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:
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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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on
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She chuckles to herself before sitting on the floor beside him.
"Did you....was that full, when you started?" She crawls under the table with him as he crawls further beneath, and lays a hand against his head, rubbing absentmindedly.
"The first night I was here, you told me the Rejected Gear owns an absinthe distillery...I know there is more. Where is it?" She smiles at him mischievously.
"I happen to know for a fact that you have more than one bottle to share..."
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Permalink Reply by Arabella Porter on
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*Ara pulls a bottle of Absinthe Robette and waves it mischievously*
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Permalink Reply by Marshal Sir Jon Marshall on
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Strolls into The Gear, smoking his pipe. "Ahoy hoy my fine compatriots". Smiles as he recognizes the distinct licorice smell of the green fairy. "I picked a fine time to pop in."
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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"Hmmmmm," smiling and crawling up onto the bench. "It's been waaaayyyy too long," cracking open another bottle from his bag. He starts downing it with ferver and passion.
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Her jaw hangs open.
"FELIX!" She sits next to him, trying to snatch the bottle from him in vain resulting in an entertaining scuffle.
"Felix....this is too much! You are going to get sick!" She drags her hand down her face.
"Well...it IS nice to see him smiling even if it is chemically induced..."
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"I still have an ample supply of the finest Turkish pipe tobacco if anyone would care to partake."
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"I see that a cask of my dear friend Mustafa Haffez's own Raki is behind the bar. It's got quite the kick even for veteran imbibers such as yourselves. It has some unique ingredients that will make the green fairy fly back to her flower patch"
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*rolls her eyes and takes out Shifrah, her cobra shaped hookah.* I'm setting my baby up if anyone wants to join. *grabs very oriental looking blankets and pillows and bean bag chairs from the back room* Jon, I'm alright, thanks but I'll take some of that Raki. But it sounds delicious. *she smiles and lights the coal before putting it on the hookah, all set up in the middle of the Gear. She lounges back and sighs out a breath of hazy smoke*
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Finishing off the bottle. "I'm so glad to be done with that hellish nightmare of an assignment," chuckling to himself, walking up to the back doors "Simon, set up the empty bottles in the rafters," the monkey scurries to grab all the empty bottles and starts staggering them around the rafters.
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She looks on with some alarm and even more wonder as she realizes that he has actually drank a fair more number of bottles than the two she saw with her own eyes. She follows him towards the back doors and touches his arm.
She sighs and giggles. "Felix, how long have you been home, hiding in the rafters, drinking absinthe for exactly?"
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"Ah, a hookah! Might I partake Ms. Porter? And may I share in the absinthe party? I arrived hoping to get thoroughly knackered." walks over to the bar. "Simon, a large snifter please."
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*offers the hose to Jon after showing off her badass ring making skills* Alex, *she says, giggling* Tell us a story! *winks at Bri*
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