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.

 

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

So, that's a hairstyling for ladies now, I'm mystified. This is what ladies pay so much for ? So, you can alter your hair color at will? Very nice trick if you need to disappear.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*laugh*no captain. i can do this because the aether*pulls on a cap and goggles and smiles*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Ah, well that would make it possible I suppose.Truthfully, aether travel always makes me queezy for some reason. Don't mind the sky but breaking into the aether ....makes me uneasy, every time.

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

ah but the aether is filled with limitless power. I can take the aether and capture it into cells and I use that to power myself! *smiles*

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Ah, so in essence a Lady powered by the heavens itself. Very neat trick , would that make you an angel then? * Asks winking *

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil wanders in, a thick shafted cane in his hand with a heavy knob for the grip. Smiling as he makes his way to the bar. Reaching behind he draws out a bottle of Disaronno, pours himself a glass then makes his way to his normal table. Settling into his comfortable chair he sighs contently and prepares his long stemmed pipe.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*wanders in looking a bit abject and lost, then spots the disaronno and giggles* OOoooooh I didn't know that was stocked in here! I bet Felix has been hiding it from me.....*she pours a glass and settles down beside Wil* How are you?

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil smiles as he puffs at his pipe and chuckles. "He hasn't been hiding it at all. I only recently had a case of it delivered here so I could make sure there was some if I wanted it."

He leans back in his chair and takes a sip of the sweet liqueur.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

*she giggles* This is much better than that rubbing alcohol he calls whiskey that he normally keeps around here.....

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Whisky has many varieties my dear. He prefers rougher stuff. I prefer the smoother, refined tastes of well aged single malts. Other days though I need a touch of the sweet on my tongue." He laughs easily and relaxes as he puffs at his pipe.

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Well hello friends , * swaggering in like I haven't a care in the world* Wanna see my new holster? * Before anyone can answer pull my jacket back and reveal a brand spanking new holster for my Tesla pistol made of some kind of tattooed leather.*

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil smiles and waves as Lachlan walks over. He admires the holster and gives a nod. "I'm almost afraid to ask where you found tattooed leather. I'm more disturbed to ask what type of leather that is."