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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*leaves the bar, giggling like she always does*

*Smiling as he disappears in to the steam, a few moments later the sound of the engines accelerating and then vanish off in the distance*

*Walking back into the bar* Helloo!? ...anyone abouts ? OI ! monkey, where is everyone? * Not hearing a reply, walks casually behind the bar and liberates a bottle of 25 year old scotch , still checking to make sure no one is about walks quietly back out the door*

*Captain Bennet walks in with Ara* Alright, don't make it obvious. *Ara rushes behind the bar* I still don't understand *Charlotte shakes her head* Bells, our crew is a bounty hunter's retirement in airship form. We're in their territory. We need to drag them into our territory just long enough so that they won't expect us to return. *Ara spins around from the shelves and stares at her, thinking* That's... *Bennet gives her a confirming look* Make sure you let them know for how long, and tell them where. They'll want to know where. *Ara pulls a bunch of glasses out and places them in a rom on the bar. She thinks* ok, so first, *She pours a glass of champagne, then a glass of beer. She then pours a glass of vodka, and then a glass of sake. Bennet laughs* This guy's stocked up. *she says. Ara smirks* Yeah, that's Alex for you. You said or last location was....*Ara thinks*...huh. *She looks for a moment at a bottle of Mcallan 18 and then pours it into a glass.* Scotch? *Her captain asks. Ara sighs* They'll know. *She then pulls a pad and pencil out of her bag and writes,

        I bet a whole pirate ship's bounty that these drinks will remain untouched for a month or more. If you want to challenge this bet, I think you know where to find me.

   Alright, *Captain Bennet says, walking out, *let's go* 

*Walking in, normal garb but no tie and his grey tweed vest*  Simon, lets do tea today.  *Walking and sitting on his stool*

*stumbles in looking around* Apologize I do, late I am. ship of mine broke down for ...quite a while. *straightens her coat and immediately goes to obviously malfunctioning throwing sparks and such*

*Walking in and flipping on the lights, Simon jumping down from the rafters in glee.* Its been too long hasn't it?*Picks up a small journal on a far table and blows the dust off.*

*Sitting at the end of the bar, reading the tiny journal as simon wipes down glasses.*

I am doing quite well, trying to figure out the budget for the bar for the next couple of months*Pulling out a pipe*

*Snapping his fingers* Simon! *The monkey runs over and pours the glass of brandy* So what brings you to these parts

My line of work deals with nothing but strange things, what type of strange things*Sipping on a flask of whiskey*

Werewolves? Fun stuff. I'd like them to try coming in here,*chuckles*

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