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.

 

[Arabella Porter]

*leans forward towards Silver* your revolver fires six shots. not seven.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

OK! Lizzie, and Brie you will need to take a shot. Ara you are safe. I may be nearly full automaton but I am still human. I do have a girl on board, she is my boiler worker. I have the seventh fastest ship because well..she's fast and I'm part of Her Majesty's fleet. I however do not have a gun which fires seven bullets only six. *grins*

[Arabella Porter]

*smirks* no, Silver, you take the....*thinks* actually, rule change. From now on, if you guess wrong you take a shot. instead of the confessors drinking, the guessers will knock em' back.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

That's how we play on the ship *shrugs*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*pouts and takes a shot, wincing* Oh this is going to devolve quickly *giggles*

[Lizzieluv Trinkets]

i stowed away on an airship from an exotic land, landed on a giant fruit and want to go back home some day

[Lady Brielle Serra]

I'm going to say landing on a giant fruit is absurd!

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

Hmm, you seem to like it here. I saw the fact that you wanna go home is a lie*has shot ready just in case*

[Arabella Porter]

*thinks* the giant fruit is the big apple as in New York city and you don't want to return home.

[Lizzieluv Trinkets]

TWO SHOTTSSSS!!!

I LOVE it here, would never go back, at least to live and Yesss the BiG Apple welcomed me...here to stay unless The Netherlands have a place for me.

[Arabella Porter]

I.AM.GOOD. *sits on the counter of the bar as a furry fist reaches out of the bag for Ara to meet it with her own. the fist bump passes like a wave and Jabber's paw seeps back into the bag*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*takes a shot* oh well.....I've slept in a man's cabin, I have owned 200 dogs, and I know how to play the harpsichord.