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.

 

[Arabella Porter]

It's that voice. Ara looks back to the woman again. a beverage....

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle looks quizzically at Ara. "Pray tell, what is wrong with asking for a beverage? Sounds completely normal to me..." 

[Arabella Porter]

Ara stands up, sort of dazed and walks to the bar* Sorry, what would you like, again? *Ara asks*

[Lady Abigail Preston]

A bit of wine, perhaps.....if it's not too much trouble.

[Lady Abigail Preston]

(Looking slightly uncomfortable). Did I not ask correctly? Am I in error?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She blinks. "Not that I can tell....I would get in trouble if I ever dared ask my parents for a drink...beverage...any other way!" She tilts her head. "Ara, you are a bit out of it. Perhaps you should sit down and let me take over for the night? That wound concerns me.."

[Arabella Porter]

No no no, you just look like... *Ara squints at the woman, her bandage bleeding through* what was your name again?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle sighs and grabs ahold of Ara's arm, steering her to a barstool as she continues squinting at the new woman. "Sit, dear..." She goes to make Ara a cup of tea, all the while telling her to stay still so she will stop bleeding.

[Lady Abigail Preston]

Abigail. (Smiling and extending a gloved hand). Lady Abigail Preston.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Tim slowly turned and looked at Ara with a shocked look on his face* Arabella.....do you see this? My falls haven't finally caught up with me, have they? Had me my bottle and a glass would you * He slowly sat back at the bar*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Looking between Tim and Ara, "What is going on tonight? Is this place haunted? There WAS a ghost in here earlier today....but that ghost is certainly not Lady Abigail..." She smiles with concern at her two friends, clearly convinced they have gone bonkers. "Would anyone like to explain what is going on?"

[Arabella Porter]

*Still staring at the woman* Tim, she's not her. sorry Lady Preston, you look an awful lot like someone we know...knew.