The Rejected Gear
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.
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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*looks a little wide eyed then remembers where Brielle comes from.* Yup, we can head over to the grey post haste.
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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on
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*squeals in excitement and runs up the stairs, grabbing a large bag and filling it with clothes and supplies before running back downstairs* I'm ready. *She grins*
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*Felix grabs a small rucksack. as the two head off to the grey.*
(to see what happened click here.)
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*Felix and Brielle arrived in the gear at a later than usual hour* So what did you think of the beach?
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*giggles and holds onto Felix's arm* Well...I had a lot of fun. I still wish my clothes weren't all ruined but I suppose my dresses weren't the best beach wear anyways....*smiles*
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What made you think dresses and heels were made for the beach?
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*blinks in surprise* Well I don't OWN anything else....ladies wear dresses anyhow. What else would I have worn?
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Slacks, maybe a shorter skirt?*Tenses up and his hand rests on his revolver*
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A shorter skirt? Slacks? How improper...*notices him tensing up* What's wrong, Felix?
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"Yes Felix? Whats wrong?" The voice echoed from the back corner.
Tura'lu*Grabs his knife instead of his gun.*
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*Brielle whirls around* Who are you??
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"Didnt you just hear the man?" Tura'lu just let out a laugh.
Brielle*Felix glanced at her* I need you to run.
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