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.

 

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Me? ..wellll, nothing terribly wrong, least ways not for any of us. Just wanna complete a set. I'm just a collector of very specific ... shall we say military paraphernalia. *Waving my hand over the collection of identical medals  hanging on the inside of my vest as I open it* I need one last item to complete a particular collection of interest. Unfortunately, the last piece escaped my grasp and rather than the messy business of cross oceanic travel and grave robbing,.. oh don't get me wrong I wouldn't mind desecrating his corpse but this seems so much more fun getting to kill him myself and all.*As he says this it almost seems like his face becomes more feral and his teeth seem to grow, or maybe its a trick of the light * 

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

well, that's hot. * stands back up pulling the container back out.* I know what wanting revenge feels like. so, here*tosses you the container* You'll need it. and Hun*turns to leave* Don't forget to kick him while he's down* saunters off leaving you in the kitchen*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Sitting at the bar and hears some murmuring in the kitchen, followed by Silver Sauntering out with a satisfied smirk* Hello Silver.....whats so interesting about the kitchen right about now? Usually not much interesting happens there....*giggles*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

Oh, you know, This IS the Rejected Gear. Nothing ever stays boring

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Walking calmly out of the kitchen* Well, dear friends, it appears I have some business elsewhere ...and when. Lets all have a celebratory toast to ...completing the set.*Walks behind the bar and grabs a bottle*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*chuckles looking down realizing how bad it must look for me to come walking out of the kitchen with a satisfied smirk and then the captain following to brag...oh my..*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Oh, no, *speaking hurriedly* Not that ,I now am about to go find something that has eluded me thus far and soon,*an evil grin spreads across his face* I WILL complete my collection.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

why so quick to cover it up?*smirks taking a drink of her Whiskey*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

My dear while I'm sure it would be a memorable experience , your honor in the eyes of your friends should be worth more than a tawdry dalliance in a kitchen

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

Honor? who cares *waves a hand* I'm not your normal Lady, Captain. I am a Captain as well. *nods*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Well, maybe later then *casting Silver a sly wink*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Chokes on her wine and blushes at the exchange between the Captains* This place never ceases to surprise me....*giggles*