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.

 

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Lachlans mind reeled "the witch is already bespelled Brie" he thought to himself "Im so glad she was able to help you Brie, Molly, What do ya say o a nice rare beef roast dinner and since its apparently tradition at this point I'm buying "

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle smiles. "Oh Lachlan, its on the house. Felix is gone on all of his various ventures so often so that way he can provide a lovely place for those closest to him to come together and relax!"

[Lady Abigail Preston]

Oh, peshaw, Captain.  It's never too late.  (smiles toward Molly and introduces herself)  How do you do?  I am Lady Abigail Preston.  It's a pleasure to meet you. 

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

Molly happily shakes Abi's hand and introduces herself "Just like in a fold of sheep Lachlan thinks to himself" "Im so pleased my cousin has so many friends here all in one convenient place." Mollys smile was pure serpentine and her words calculated as ever Lachlan again thought to himself "This is gonna end bloody"

[Lady Abigail Preston]

(smiles sweetly as she moves toward Lachlan)  Lachlan ... dear ... you look so serious.  What vexes you?

[Captain Lachlan Bellraven]

He flashes his eyes back to Molly and then speaks as if nothing was wrong "Oh, nothing just a surprise visit from relations always makes for a fun time"

[Lady Abigail Preston]

(sighs as she returns to the bar and seeks another tea an brandy from Arabella.)  I, for one, could use a little fun. 

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil, noticing the smile and attitude of the woman with Lachlan, became concerned when she turned her attentions to Abigail. Smiling he looks at her and gives a nod. "Yes good lady. Lachlan does have many friends who are all frequently in here. And quite the lot we are. This bar is a refuge for those whose talents and minds have left them unwanted elsewhere. Though I guess as much should be expected in a bar owned by an assassin, tended by a trigger happy pirate, home to a demon summoning monkey, and preferred resting area for a mad scientist whose skill with electricity is second only to Nikola Tesla and a sadistic, near sociopathic, alchemist who believes human experimentation is just par for the course."

He raises is his glass and finishes the tomato juice. His eyes going from the laughing eyes he normally shows to a dead, empty expanse.

[Lady Abigail Preston]

(arching an eyebrow toward Wil signifying that she is slightly impressed but uncertain exactly why.) 

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil smiles gently, his eyes showing concern and admiration for her, at Abigail and holds out his arm. "Good lady would you be willing to join me for a glass of tea and perhaps a nice conversation at my usual table."

[Lady Abigail Preston]

(smiles)  I would, sir.  Thank you for the offer.  (she moves toward his table and sits, her back properly straight and dignified.) 

[Wilhelm A. Heizeltroff]

Wil smiles as he joins her but brings over a full pot of fresh jasmine tea as well as small bottle of brandy. "So how goes your search to find more of your past my friend?"