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.

 

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*taking another puff before turning as Val walks back in, with a confused look on his face* How in the hell.....i'm not even going to ask *ask smoke exhales with his speech*

[Valarian H. Vol]

*smiles* yeah.  I knew this was coming.  It's either this, or they haul me away.  Oh well.  Got some boots by any chance?

[Arabella Porter]

 *she drags at the hookah and looks to Oz* yeah, I stole her off the marketplace in Acre. *she then watches as Val walk in* Well, you know what they say, "fresh air is good for the boys"

[Valarian H. Vol]

They wanted to settle alright.  Took everything.  I would have just offed them, but they'd send more *sighs* oh well, I knew this was coming sooner or later.  Guess this is my new home now *looks around* anyone got a spare pair of boots? *he jokes*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Laughing* I'm sure we can wrangle something together for you. Ara is pretty good at acquiring things..

[Valarian H. Vol]

*smiles and takes a seat* Well, I'm afraid I may be staying longer than anticipated.  Not too terrible, I suppose.  Clean seats, good company, and all the beverages you could possibly want

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

Well, fairly clean...ish.. i would say. There are rooms upstairs as well if you need a place to stay. I frequented them when I was out of a lab after first arriving in town..*Scratching his head and thinking*  That one hurt a bit...

[Valarian H. Vol]

I bet.  I may indeed take advantage of that.  Thank you *smiles and raises a glass* to new beginnings

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Smiling and reaching over to pour himself a drink to raise* May it be your only fresh start *Chuckling and taking a sip*

[Arabella Porter]

Cleanish, yeah right. I keep this place sparkling.....you know...if you count out the blood stains on the floor *she smiles sheepishly. and circles Valarian* alright, I think I know just where to go to pick you up some clothes.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

Oh, I'm sure those stains will be gone, soon enough...Or refreshed...

[Valarian H. Vol]

Thank you.  I would prefer a military style jacket, like I used to have.  With the shoulder straps and chest pockets and all.  If not, perhaps a nice black duster, like I used to have in my bounty hunting days.