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.

 

                         ********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:

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 Silver SteamAether]

*walks around behind Brie and helps fix her corset..she looks rather deep in thought as she worked with the strings*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She takes in a deep breath. "Thank you, Silver.....I forget that the oxygen intake I need is always increased when he is around." She shakes her head. "Crazy man.."

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

I believe we all forget..* stands and reaches into her coat pulling out a glowing Crystal that seemed to constantly shift colors running her thumb over it thoughtfully*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle looks up at Silver and notices the crystal. "What is that?"

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*curls her fingers around it* Aether..*but aether, isn't a solid mass..that's a known fact*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

"Aether...Aether everywhere...." She muses to herself.

[Alexander Baker]

"But aether is ever malleable. So many uses."

[Alexander Baker]

"Yeah, his head exploded," Chuckling before throwing a few fireballs.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She visibly pales. "You give those details freely yet I have to pry the important ones out of you..."

[Alexander Baker]

"All I know is, I got mad, whited out, came to, his head exploded, then I whited out from blood loss," looking more lively and moving more freely, "Then I woke up in the ships infirmary."

[Lady Brielle Serra]

"How long were you there? Why did no one tell me you were back?" She stands up suddenly. "Why does no one around here tell me ANYTHING???" She angrily swipes a hand across her face, dashing the tears away.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*jumps when Brie yells dropping the crystal. it shatters and an array of colors dance up and out of the shattered fragments filling the room with an undeniable heat and a sweet smell you couldn't quite place*