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]

*Ara sticks her tongue out at Bri* I wouldn't call it love. *blushes* Like to a grand extent. *winks*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle giggles. "Call it what you want, i know what I see..." She returns Ara's gesture.

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Oh it's love to be sure Brielle. I know the signs well. Even before they would admit it there were those of us who were damn well aware." He grins and winks at Ara.

[Sgt. Ian MacBrooke]

"Song's over Brie. You may return to the drinks and the knives...." Ian says releasing Brie from his charge. "As always, a pleasure,"

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She dips into a shallow curtsy and merrily makes her way back tot the bar. 

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

From his chair by the fire and without looking away from it Wil's voice is heard clearly. "Life without risk is boring. But risking injury to the lover of the owner of the establishment or her friend is foolishness young man. Felix is less than pleasant to any who injures those close to him."

Wil smiles a bit and returns to puffing his pipe. Making sure to keep the bowl full of tobacco by putting in a light pinch when ever he empties the ash.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*breaks off from dancing* my apologies, sir and ma'am.  Not attempting to offend *sits down at the bar and watches*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle blushes. "Will....people don't need to know about...you know..." She smiles, a touch embarrassed.

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil laughs softly and winks. "We all know how Felix and you feel for one another. Even if that sadistic madman won't admit it. Much like we all know how Ara and Oswin feel for each other. You are quieter about it while they hide behind a wall of barely veiled innuendo and claim the physical is all they have."

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She blushes a bit. "He admits it to me on occasion....it takes the right mood to strike him..."

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil laughs and smiles. "It's good to know he sees his own heart through all that bluster and scar tissue then."

[Arabella Porter]

That's not true. I care about him, of course! I just don't know if it's love. I've never felt it before for anyone other than family so I wouldn't know what it's like. *she says defensively.*