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.

 

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True, true, more folk traveling with all manner of valuables to be "redistributed"

to the more aggressive of us.

She turns to Lachlan. "What do you mean, redistributed?"

Well,*as innocently as possible* We collect valuables from merchant shipping to expedite its disbursement among a select group of hardworking individuals.

She giggles and shakes her head. "Why do I get the feeling there is more to this story?"

Ok, fine we shall dispense with the clever verbiage and state plainly the enterprise of which I speak....Piracy my dear.

*he held the door open long enough for you to get inside then dashed past you hauling silver, still steaming and most likely really hot, off the floor* cap'n, are you alright?! *there was no way a gentleman like himself should be using ship speech but there he was. she looked at his hands that were on her arms and frowned* Just because you can't feel it doesn't mean you should.*she stood and brushed his arms off turning them over to look at his palms* you've already burnt yourself stupid.

Brielle stood there, puzzled. "What is going on here, exactly?"

*he poked her nose* tag, you're it.*she frowned at him* this is Jonx, Felix would probably remember him. he was part of the original crew that he rounded up for me when I ran away from home with the original pocketwatch*smiles* Jonx was second in command.

She tilts her head to the side. "So why were you hiding in the rafters?"

*coughs sheepishly* I probably should have told you but I was having so much fun. we were playing tag.*chuckles. and Jonx rolls his eyes* no. we played tag four years ago and I was still it. when I dropped by to talk to her she screamed "you're still it" and took off.*sighs* I just NOW caught her.

Brielle shakes her head.
"Well I"m happy that turned out to be nothing.....usually when someone is hiding in the rafters, someone is after their life, around here...." she giggles. "Good grief Silver, I thought he was another one trying to forcibly marry you or kill you or something!"

Marry her!? what's this about!?*looks at her quickly* Byran came back didn't he?*he looked furious* yes*silver said then quickly added* but I killed him so yeah...*he sighed and brushed her hair back* be careful who you bet with. I never caught your name*turns towards you*

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