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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"He had to be eliminated." The man said.
*at this Sarah threw her bottle of booze across the bar.*
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Permalink Reply by Arabella Porter on
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*Ara slams her glass on the bar* death, if that's you, just let us know. Who are you?
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The man chuckles. "Something far worse than death." The patio doors fling open as men in gas masks and bllack flight suits rush in.
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*Jack walks over slowly.*
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*looks over to Max from across the bar as he motions to Jack and calls loudly and sarcastically, her voice shaking a litte* I don't suppose you've heard!
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*jack whisper's back* Right now we need your men, I dont think this guy was here for felix...
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*flicks on the belt from Tim and pulls out her revolver. Without a sound, she holds her ground*
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Wait! Max! *stops when he fires* shit.
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*hesitates for a moment and nods with a deep breath*
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the man catches the bullet. "Fry the marines." Bolts of electricity jump from marine to marine, as he approaches Ellie and grips her by the arm. "You are soming back with us."
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*jumps after them* Over my dead body! *goes to tackle the man*
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He just pushes Ara back before she could get a grip. "Is that the best you got?"
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