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.

 

[Lady Brielle Serra]

ahh...well....my parents sent someone...and he found me...*slumps onto a barstool*

[Alexander Baker]

Where are they*Pulling out his .45 from his boot, as simon brings over the ice*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

I....I think I killed him! *sniffles* I've never KILLED someone before!*Starts Sobbing*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*sniffles* Thank you simon

[Alexander Baker]

*Puts the gun down and goes to hug Brielle*Its okay.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Cries into Felix's shoulder* Can...you go check? To see if he's dead? I shot him up with 500 mg of morphine...he has to be dead...*sniffling*

[Alexander Baker]

I'm staying here to protect you. *Making sure the gun is loaded and puts it in his belt* leave the dead body to the london P.D.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*sniffles* Thank you...you are really too kind to me! I suppose he can't go back and tell them where I am now...but they are going to send more! I just know it! *puts her face down on the bar* Can I have a drink? My head is killing me....whiskey?

[Alexander Baker]

*Pulls out his flask and pours some whiskey* They will have to get through me to get to you here

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*lifts head up and takes a slug of whiskey, wincing* Do you protect everyone that comes in here?

[Alexander Baker]

I view it as "Once you are in my house no harms should come your way." *Starts looking through cabinets for something to replace your tattered dress finds a set of coveralls*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

You are a good man *hears Felix clanging and bumping around the cabinet and spys the coveralls* What are those for?