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.

 

[Valarian H. Vol]

*looks around at the Gear* Well, that was certainly exciting!

[James Breen]

*Turns to the man speaking, the same one the Brielle pointed out as the resident mad scientist* "Yes, I know.  My father worked rather closely with Doctor Tesla.  I spent many hours in his workshop as a boy, fetching and carrying and whatnot."

[Valarian H. Vol]

*eyes the newcomer, realizing there's something about him*  I know where I've seen you...Not that it matters here.  I keep a watch on the local bounty listings, and I happened to see a face pop up.  I was mightily surprised when that face walked into this bar...*looks amused*

[James Breen]

*Turns sharply towards the man speaking about bounty listings, his hand slipping under his duster to grip the pistol concealed there.*  "Is that so?  Well, what are your intentions concerning it, neighbor?"  *His voice is calm, but the look of a trained killer clearly evident in his eyes*

[Valarian H. Vol]

*smiles and holds up his hands* trust me kid, if I wanted you dead, we wouldn't be having this conversation. *relaxes his hands* don't worry, no one in here's after your head.

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle knows this look all too well. She stands up and steps between the two men. "Not tonight, and not in here, boys. Please and thank you ." She raises an eyebrow and smiles. "Kapeesh?"

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Smiling* I remember Nik talking talking about a man and his boy, I never had the pleasure to meet him. I haven't seen him since our last experi....well since I arrived in London. *Turning to Val as he talks* Bounty.. Oh! Hah!.. I knew I recognized your face *Chuckling and reaching in to his vest, handing Zeke, a peice of paper before introducing himself and hearing his name* I believe this belongs to you Mr Wallace.

[James Breen]

*Removing his hand from beneath the duster, Zeke takes the paper*  "Quite a hefty sum....and a full pardon for anyone that may need one...I'm touched that my head is worth so much.  I'd hate to see what they're offering for the Captain.  I think that as soon as we can get back in the air, it'll be time for us to go see what the skies over Canada have to offer us...."  *He then turns his attention to Brielle*  "Oh, I'm sure things wouldn't have gone too far.  I try to keep my...illicit activities...confined to the skies, unless I'm cornered of course."

[Valarian H. Vol]

Well, I gotta go get cleaned up.  Catch you guys in a few *walks into the back*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

She takes a seat, still warily watching the two new men. "If you say so...one never knows when people walk in these doors what they are capable of. There have been more than  a few fights and bodies here, and after Oswin's stunt tonight..." she shakes her head. "Would anyone like a drink?"

[James Breen]

*Shakes his head* "I had intended to have a few drinks, but after seeing this," *holds up the bounty notice*  "I think I need to return to the Vendetta and have a word with the Captain.  I think it would be prudent if we limited the members of the crew that we allow to come into town while we're in port.  Shouldn't be too hard to do, there's a LOT of work to be done."

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Turning to Val* So you're the new hunter in town, eh?  *As Zeke 's hand moves to his side*