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]

*smiles* It is good to see you! I have been missing you as of late and had wondered what you had gotten to....*she pours a glass of wine for herself* Any projects of interest?

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Just one or two. I have a subject who has thus far survived every experiment with none of the side effects I've seen in the past. These new serums are doing wonderful. I've yet to test the high level serums that would push past just minor enhancements and move into the realm of a real super soldier but we are close. *He puffs at his pipe as Simon hangs down and deposits his glass of scotch. Handing the monkey some money he quickly disappears into the rafters*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*she sips on her wine and listens* Well, that sounds promising! I am happy that you are taking it slow and can try to mitigate the unsavory effects as you move along....your subjects are people, after all! *she smiles a crooked smile* Forgive me, I am in the business of saving people. My heart can be too soft at times!

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil laughs easily and smiles as he takes a sip of his whisky.* My dear I only look to mitigate the unsavory effects because they would cost me a sum of money I'd rather not consider. By removing those effects I can charge exponentially more to customers looking to have my creations at their beck and call.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle blushes a bit and sips some wine. "I am glad you have motivation one way or the other to prevent unsavory side effects....I don't think my heart could take an entire army full of miserable super soldiers!"

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*comes in singing pirate songs she walked over and sat with Wil as she finished the ridiculous chorus* hello sir

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

*Peeking up from his news paper and eyeing Sil suspiciously* You seem in a rather lively mood considering we just patched ya up not too very long ago.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle looks over from Wil and smiles brightly. "Its wonderful to see you feeling so much better already, dear! What brings this lovely smile to your face today?"

[The prince of hearts]

A dark figure enters, hat pulled down over his eyes and coat dirty from years of wear, the grinding of gears accompany every step and the slosh of liquid in his lungs echoes in every slow breathe he breathes. You can hear the metal clanging, and rattling beneath his coat and the crush of his burdened step on the ground of the rejected gear. As he lifts his head his mechanical eye adjusts and readjusts taking in the scene as he sits at the bar. two gloved hands rest on the table. he removes a face mask revealing a young charming face, but his eyes have been about the sea and air many years too long and have a haunted look upon them. "Barkeep," a gentle voice comes out from this dark character, as he removes his hat and places it on the table. he quietly begins singing, " the ship it swayed heave ho, heave ho on the dark and stormy blue, and I held to the captain's might as she pulled up her trewes, you haven't slept, heave ho, she said, in many suns and moons." " Oh I will sleep when we reach shore and pray we get there soon. she said,"now hush love, take my gown, there's the bed, lanterns down. I'm begging you, don't make me sleep, in all my dreams I drown."

[Alexander Baker]

Watching the dark figure, "What can I get you?" before pouring himself a glass of whiskey.

[The prince of hearts]

A crew that doesn't smell of death. *chuckles to himself.*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle opens the door to the Rejected Gear, letting in a gust of fresh air, tousling free a few  curls from her updo. She pulls off her jacket and starts heading towards the bar, only to notice a dark figure sitting before Felix. She tenses up, nervous about what such a sinister looking stranger could want. She catches Felix's eye and raises an eyebrow, not sure if she should approach further or not.