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 Lady Brielle Serra on
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*giggles* Alright I guess sitting is a good idea..*takes a seat* I've never heard of that being an elective procedure! *finishes drink off*...do you suppose I can have another? Today I just left my first job...ship...crew....I can't believe how naive I was!
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Permalink Reply by Alexander Baker on
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One is enough of absinthe but*pulls out a flask* this is some strong whiskey.*pours two glasses of it.* And I need it so the blood doesnt pool in my feet. *swings the legs back and forth* these have been really handy though.
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*sips whiskey and makes a sour face* blech, this doesn't taste so good! Here goes...*downs it* This should do the trick to forget everything that has happened today! *Sways a bit*
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Drinking to forget is never a good thing.*Pulls out the revolver from the compartment on his leg.*
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Well its the first time I've done it....or drank excessively for any reason, really...*eyes revolver suspiciously* What are you doing with that??
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this old thing*Sets it bhind him on the bar.* it been out of ammo for awhile and needing to be replaced. *Pulls out a wrench from the compartment on his other leg and begins to loosen som of the bolts on the left leg.* Well you do know you downed some rather well aged whiskey*Chuckles*
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aye, and it tasted a bit like rubbing alcohol! I think its working though....I mean, I feel different....is this what being drunk feels like? *giggles and leans forward on bar* Tell me about yourself!
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what do you want to know?*pulling off the left leg and setting it in his lap.* I captain a ship and run a bar*chuckles*
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*eyes wide in amazement* How do you do both??? Tell me about your ship and crew, pretty please! *leans further forward, eyelashes fluttering*
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Well some of my crew lives on the ship and when I'm here the ship is down the road and on a private dock. When I get tasked to do a job I leave to do it.* tweaking a few parts inside the leg then starts to reattach it to himself.* And the bar is the main job I do lately.
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*blinks* hmmm how very interesting! You don't run a pirate ship, do you? *sways a bit, looks suddenly distressed*
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Far from pirates, our jobset is different. *moving his leg freely again now that it is attached.* Pirates fear us, airmarshal's back us. *starts laughing as there is a hiss of steam near on of the support beams and a shelf with weapons rises from the floor*
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