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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*Grabbing her belt buckle and pulling her close, flipping open his belt buckle and turning on the device and flipping her's open and checking and tweaking few things in the buckle, closing it and performing a slightly more complicated sequence on his and turning it on, then walking to her side* Better? *Taking a puff from his cigar*
*grins and kisses him* much. thanks. *looks back to Alex and sits down* Well, I prefer this to watching Dominique and Roderick go at it.
*tossing the katana aside and the leather suit enveloping him* Bring it, I got nothing to lose
*The wings spread out from death's back as he rushes towards Felix swinging the scythe as felix keeps back stepping, Felix lets out a scream as the scythe goes through his gut*
*Ara shoots up and stares in shock, in unison with Dominique. Neither women can speak.*
Heh heh heh*Felix starts chuckling madly* You arent the brightest are you???*felix said as he gripped the scythe*
What the??? *Death said as the the scythe started to fade away*
*Ara gasps and Dominique smiles* putain. *Ara laughs* of course. it's Alex.
*Raising brow at the site* You've got more tricks up your sleeve than I do, mate. You think he'll pick up my bill from the tailor *winking*
*nudges Tim and laughs* still on about the vest?
*Jaw open and cigar dangling, eyes wide* Well, son of a bitch.
No you don't you little bitch*Death said as he backhands Felix and sends him flying across the room as the scythe returns to normal.*
*Felix juat laid there as a puddle of blood formed around him on the floor*
wait...*Ara stops Dominique from yelling* he's going to get up. he always does. *forgetting that Dominique can't understand her*
*Smirking at Ara, it quickly fading as Alex flies across the room, running over to him seeing the blood, scratching the back of his head* Ara??
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