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 Dusten "The Reaper" on
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I think you just threw Bo'Dean in the river....
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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on
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She had been relaxing, taking in the ambient chatting and drinking of her dear friends. She sees a flash of light, and by the time she looks up to further inspect, hears and sees the shattering of glass as Felix crashes through the window and into the Thames.
She jumps up, rushing to the window. She sticks her head out, harsh winter wind whipping her hair into her face, and then steps carefully around the jagged glass in an attempt to ascertain where he landed.
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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In a large splash Felix's body came flying out of the and landing limply on a table on the patio, crushing it. The shadowy figure came emerged from the water and picked up his limp body, tossing Felix over his shoulder, laughing maniacally.
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Brielle's eyes go wide, and with shaking hands she pulls out her pistol. She aims, carefully and shoots, aiming for the knee, because anything too close to the torso or head would be closer to Felix than she would bet on her skills for.
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Yep that's Bo'Dean, he's one of the fellow ferrymen. He likes a good fight now.
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"He would wish I was a ferry man," and all too familiar laugh echoed out as he took Brielle's gun and crumpled it in front of her. A a dim swirl of light started to form in front of the shadowy figure, revealing Tura' Lu. He smirked at Brielle before leaving through the portal.
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why in the hell would he impostor as Bo'Dean? *looking confuzzled*
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Hearing the laughter, she blanches. Then does the unthinkable-
She jumps through the portal after them.
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The portal fades to black a few seconds after she gets though with a loud hiss Brielle falls down the roof of one of the manor houses in the richer part of london.
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Permalink Reply by Captain Lachlan Bellraven on
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*Walking in calmly and counting a handful of gold coins*....I love you, oh, an you an maybe you the most he kisses one coin in particular as he walks in. Well hello there everyone, guessing I missed something grand? *slips coins into his pocket an heads to the bar casually reaches over the bar top an grabs a 20 ear old scotch an sits down* Any one care to join me?
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Permalink Reply by Arabella Porter on
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I would *she smiles, walking down the stairs and leans on the other side of the counter with two glasses* How are you, Lach?
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Oh, been very well actually, had a few lucky business encounters lately *pats the coins in his jacket pocket* And you, *Eyeing Ara up an down * you seem as wonderful as ever you were.*Raises a glass to her*
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