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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(The funny thing is you are toying with a demon king from the darkest parts of hell.)
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Permalink Reply by 2g5a5xt74vz8v on
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*The four of us glare at Max* We only like wine
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*looks up from his book from across the room*
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You know im not letting you near that place, specially if you would jump in front of my fire blast.
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I ended up more hurt by your intervention
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pout all you want, but it still fed more poison into my body,*his eyes flash purple for a second*
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Damnit why'd the have to leave*the lift in the center of the bar opens with the steamjet in it*
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And tonight of all nights. *The cockpit opening for the steamjet as phoebe was in the copilot seat.*
We have approixametly 10 minutes before strike*she chimed in.*
Damnit, drop the psi by 10,000. we need to move faster.*As a loud his of steam fills the room as Felix hops in the jet.*
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*felix and phoebe were up in the air* I'm not liking that heat signature from that cargo ship jets.*he flipped up the infared goggles.*
Phoebe we have flares ready right?
"Yes sir."
Do we have any LN2? and are the rockets ready? and are the inteceptors ready?
"Yes, yes. yes. 2 incoming wraiths on our 6."
Damnit. Launch jets 3 and 4. Prep Jet 1 from the grey.
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"Jets 3 and 4 launched under Alicia protocol Jet 1 prepping and ready for luanch in 2 minutes."
Launch flares and rockets.*the rockets launch backwards as flares fly out and the two cloaked ships follow it.* that was close.
*Felix flips the switch as two rocket freeze over the exhaust port for the cargo ship. as the leviathan of a ship starts to go down. while ship drew the attention of a wraith..*
"Jet 1 en route"
rodger.*Felix launches into the air and squirrel suits into Jet 1.* In my baby.*as the two wraiths fly around and tail him.
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*jets 2, 3, and 4 fly under the cargo ship and help glide it to the ground as Felix is tailed him back to the gear. this time there are three cloaked ships.*
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*the ships land as Felix enters the bar, followed by two pilots in all black flightsuits, they took off their helmets to reveal one grey eye and one purple eye. there was one waiting at the bar for him, helping himself to some whiskey.* "Mr. Bellicose. such a show of flight, all wrong but good showmanship."
What do you want. *felix threw his flight goggles across the room.*
"We just want the girl. That's all, you can just hand her over and never have to worry about us at all." The man smiled evily.
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