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:
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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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*she frowns* You should get that fixed. Before something else tries to attack you. I'm glad it wasn't something that caused you to bleed everywhere yet again....*the corner of her mouth quirks up in a smile* You do have to admit you have quite the habit of doing that.
"Only sometimes. You missed the blood on the first couple of ships, I lost too many good shirts and pants to it." Smirking, "I'm fine though, nothing vital only superficial."
*she shakes her head* I'm not quite sure what to do with you. I am glad you are back though.....*she smiles a bit and attempts the grab the fan back*
Keeps the fan out of her reach and pulls her in for a kiss.
*stiffens in surprise and then relaxes into the kiss, feeling rather lightheaded. Her knees buckle a bit and he catches her* Um....well....I suppose that's one thing I could do with you....
"I'm here and alive for now so why let the moment go to waste?" Sipping the whiskey he had been holding onto.
*she pokes his chest* I'm all for letting the moment not go to waste but I would rather you be alive and well for awhile instead of just for now.....
"Tura'lu is still out there, just very mad at me, I blew up about ten cargo ships heading for his island. So alive and well now is better than nothing." Downs the rest of his whiskey.
*she notes him downing the whiskey and turns pale*
"I see I'm not the only one who is worried. I wish he would just disappear and leave us alone..."
"Well the only way to make him disappear is to kill him and that's not easy. You shouldn't worry too much." He turns and starts to head toward his room.
*she follows him* Death follows you. How am I supposed to not worry???? *she catches up and holds onto his arm as they walk*
"Death doesn't follow me only harrasses and toys with my head. You should enjoy the moment that I am here." He takes of his shirt once in the room and reveals a new giant scar on his back.
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