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:
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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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Brielle walks back out to the main room.
"Wow....where did everyone go?" Before noticing Captain Bellraven callig out for drink and food. She has a hint of an amused smirk, and as Simon approaches with the rum she approaches him and says,
"Well, now, Captain. Sounds like one heck of a day if you need the special bottle of rum and food...I can fix something up for you if you wish." She lets out a tiny giggle and flutters her fan. "Simon isn't always much for cooking."
*reaching in an stroking her cheek* There's the Ray of sunshine this place always needs. *plants a quick friendly kiss on Bries cheek and proceeds to ask* So, in my absence any one get killed in here since I was away? I would hate to think it was just me doing it ALL the time.
She giggles and smiles before her expression sobers up.
"Well, thankfully no one we know, but you know this place isn't normal without at least one dead scoundrel a month....."
Well, a death in here does tend to keep most of the tourists away from here and back at the areodrome where they can hit the main marketstreet.
She shakes her head with a hint of a smile.
"So very true, although gosh knows we have had some of the most peculiar characters in there lately! Old friends that haven't been around and some odd strangers...some of those are the aforementioned dead, and some were harmless but just....odd." She takes a sip of her wine.
"Speaking of old friends that haven't been around in a long while...what have you been up to?"
Lets just say I have done my good deeds for my lifetime . Im tired and sick of European royals ,politics, and sea food.
She smirks a tiny bit.
"Sounds like someone had a bit too much time on the open see trapped in close quarters with some uppity politicians..." She notices Simon nudging a plate of food at her and she stands up and picks it up by the bar, walking back over to Lachlan and setting it down before him. "Looks like someone decided to be more helpful than usual today....he must really sense you had a time of it!"
Lets just say there are things out there worse than any human politician and they almost made this world very complicated for the rest of us.
Her eyes widen for a moment, as the idea of such things still could shock her from time to time, despite it being a semi regular occurance for the crew in the Rejected Gear.
"Well...I'm glad that the world is staying its regular level of complicated. Goodness knows, that is plenty for me to deal with..."
Just do me a favor and stay away from the Coast of France for awhile.
She bites her lower lip and nods.
"Noted...I'll have to pass that along to Felix...although god knows that man may very well take it as a challenge instead of a proper warning...."
I will tel ya this *leans in close * there are forces that want this world to end and s part of one of them is under the sea of the coast...I wont go back.*leaning away in regular voice as if nothing was said* Well, Im hungry so, Im going to enjoy my breakfast now.
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