The Rejected Gear

[Alexander Baker]

 

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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val walks in, looking cheery, with a rifle case slung across his back* hello sir and ma'am.  I do hope I'm not interrupting anything?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Her face becomes very serious, and as he pretends nothing happened she looks about the room and spots the reason-Valarian had walked in. Putting on a cheerful face, 

"Hello good Sir! Just two friends having a chat after one has been away for a good long while...may I get you anything?"

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val smiles* Oh, nothing in particular.  *He sits down at a table and opens the case, revealing a rifle and a smaller pistol case* I have this wonderfully engraved revolver, you see, but no one to give it to...*he smiles*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She leans in and inspects the work.

"That is lovely indeed. I wouldn't advertise that though...good way to get robbed of everything else in this town." She giggles. 

"And in this part of town, where a gun can be life, or death.....a gun is a very serious gift indeed. Felix was utterly distraught when an old family friend who had intentions towards me gave me my first one, and coming from a noble background, neither I nor the gent understood what significance it held...so choose the recipient wisely! They will be very lucky to have such a fine piece bestowed upon them indeed."

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*looking up from his breakfast* Nice gun set ....Hope they shoot like they look.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val smiles, and holds out the pistol*

Pick a spot and I can put a round within a quarter inch from a hundred yards.  The rifle can do five-hundred.

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Open top cartridge conversion , nice y'all gonna miss the trigger guard first time ya get drunk and shoot yer foot

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle takes a seat and smiles as the two men discuss the details of the gun.

"I would hope no one shoots their foot, Lach.." She giggles a bit, knowing all too well that it was actually a likely occurrence.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val smiles to Lach* converted by my own design.  This model uses .357s, but I've got another one using .454 for that really big punch.

*Turning to Bri* Don't worry.  If anyone shoots their foot off, I can heal it *he smiles*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She shakes her head. 
"Aye, I know how to heal gunshot wounds as well. Its just always such a spectacle..." She stands up and pours herself another glass of wine.

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

I must confess a curiosity as to why such older model weapons to modify? Surely the 1890 models are superior?

[Valarian H. Vol]

Ah, perhaps then they were.  However, when one has replaced most everything within the gun, it would now be far superior.  Polygonal rifling, chromed barrel, textured grips, the works.  It may no longer be "Classic", but it is now functionally equal to any slug revolver of today *Val smiles with pride*