The Rejected Gear
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.
Replies to This Discussion
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Permalink Reply by Valarian H. Vol on
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*muses for a second* I wonder if my skeleton would become sentient if I die today...
*quickly follows Ara*
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Permalink Reply by Arabella Porter on
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*there's a click and Ara gives a sharp nod* right! *she shouts* Everybody get behind the bar! *she demands as if to the crew of the Widow. She runs and jumps over, ducking beneath.*
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*slides behind the bar as if under fire, then crouches and peeks around the corner* How much good is this bar really gonna do...?
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*Ara whispers, a little scared* I've no idea.
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Permalink Reply by Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff on
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After my formula it would take a solid steel airship coated in one of my own formulas hitting it to break the wood. We're good boys and girls." He laughs a bit and pours himself a glass of scotch while sitting behind the bar.
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Permalink Reply by Lady Brielle Serra on
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Brielle watches as the lights become brighter and closer. She freezes for a moment in front of the bar, before slumping down in a faint.
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I gotta get Bri...*runs out, picks Bri like nothing, and runs back behind the bar*
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Wil hears Ara's warning cry and sighs heavily. "It figures. Damn you Oswin."
Moving quickly he gets behind the bar. But at the last second grabs a vial from his vest, opens it and splashes the contents over the bar quickly. It absorbs into the wood of the bar before he ducks down.
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Permalink Reply by Oswin Bernerd McGuinness on
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*Oz is seen sprinting past the bar window, bright lights illuminating the outside, the thrust blowing is coat in front of him. The sound shaking the windows and roaring. Tim comes back and pokes his head in the window, hat tilted back, goggles on, a silly smile on his face and waves then goes to the street, his coat almost horizontal in the thrust.*
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*peeks out and sees Oz go by. Tries to yell, but he's already gone* damnit *he mutters to himself*
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No don't go back out there!!! *Ara yells, then ducks back behind the bar* Do I go out there? No, that won't help. Then we'll both be dead.
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Brielle regains consciousness behind the bar. Groggily, "Where am I? Whats happening? Whats that noise? Where is Felix?"
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