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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val looks up at Lac, taking a few steps back* I really don't wanna tango man...*not sure if Lac can even hear him*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Lach throws his head back and lets out a roaring howl that nearly shatters the windows...staring down at Val he puffs up his chest and then leans down literally snout to nose with Val and then.....ruffles his hair and makes what is suppossed to be a laughing noise and scoops Val up in a bear...sorry wolf hug before putting him down

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Val nearly faints in shock* what the...? *looks up at Lac*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Lachlan, begins to shift back this time its controlled and seemingly much easier. When its done he looks to Val " Thanks for the help, I had to force the shift to heal and I couldnt shift on my own at the time, now *clapping his hand together * first order of business* looking down at himself* clothes I seem to be freshly nude

[Valarian H. Vol]

*goes to the back and returns with a shirt and pants* all I can spare.  Hope tthey fit *laughs*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

My thanks , Lachlan says as he quickly dresses before an of the ladies come in. It will do till I can get back to my ship. Val, please understand that this isnt something I need everyone to know about.*Lachlans mood darkens slightly* As a matter of fact I am now bound by rite and tradition to ask you to swear your silence or barring that,well the exact elder tradition is I have to eat your liver. And, since human liver is frankly disgusting  and yes I know please *he says honestly hoping for a good response * dont say a word ?

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks at Lac, and shakes his hand* YOu have my word

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Walking in with his nose in his notebook, bag slung over his shoulder, usual garb. He sees everyone and heads to his stool sitting his hat, coat, and bag on the counter, exposing his armaments.* Hey folks. How goes the day? * Sniffing the air* Why does it smell like wet dog in here?

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks up as Oz comes in* Hello good sir.  Don't mind the smell *chuckles*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Smiling with a casual 2 fingered salute* Afternoon Val, ...I won't even ask *chuckling* 

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

I think it might have been something about the gas tank that blew up outside earlier today Lachlan says trying to steer the conversation absolutely anywhere else.

[Valarian H. Vol]

I agree *val grabs Oz a drink* what brings you here?