The Rejected Gear

[Alexander Baker]

 

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.

 

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*thinking maybe I should have just given it a go slicing it off myself, perhaps being injured would be preferable to this....situation!!!*

[Alexander Baker]

Not while you are drunk. I just forget how tight the chambermaids tie these damn things*Down to the second or third loop.* There are about 3 loops left I take it you can get it from here?*Walks out of the room and then walks back to the door frame and tosses her a shirt* Take it

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*is in the process of wriggling out of the corset as Felix throws the shirt at her**much shrieking occurs**Brielle snatches the shirt and covers up* ahh....ThankyouGoodNightFelix!

.....well. Today was quite a day.*curls up in bed for a sleepless night*

[Alexander Baker]

Night*He yells through the door. He went downstairs to see the bar cleaned up and the band had left.* It have been a good night Simon*Tossing him an apple*

[Casey July]

*Wearing just a silk robe...she slips into the dark quiet bar. Looks around and sees no one. Tip toes up to the old piano and sits down. She begins to play adieu to the piano by Beethoven with no light or sheet music. In the dark and consumed by the music she is unaware when someone else slips in*

[Alexander Baker]

*Slips in from the basement and leans on the bar as she plays, his shirt wrapped around his waist, covered in grease, and his black and white ceckered bandana on his head. He waits for her to finish*

[Casey July]

*without missing a note*...I love when a man watches me play. It is quiet exhilarating.

*She stops and turns quickly on the bench* If you ever tell anyone I play piano like a girl I will punch you in the face!

[Alexander Baker]

*Chuckles.* I never kiss and tell*Toasts his flask your way* It was very good though*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*wakes up with a pounding headache* Ugh what happened last night???*she touches her face, remembering and wincing**she heads to the mirror and notes that quite an awful black eye has developed* ugh...what do I even have to wear? *Takes inventory of the shirt, her corset, the coverall, and the ammo belt* Well....hmm....*Gets a chambermaid to lace her up into the corset before belting the shirt into a dress* This will have to do....*Makes her way downstairs hoping no one is there, trying to sneak over to the market to buy some clothes* 

[Alexander Baker]

*Notices brielle trying to slip away, nods and winks to her*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*freezes* Oh um hi Felix...how are you this morning?

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*Notices Casey**Blushes realizing that she would have no idea why she is dressed in a corset and a man's shirt* Good morning Casey...