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.

 

                         ********IMPORTANT********

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]

Not too much.   Apparently this is Felix... *nods at the new person*

[Rick hunter]

"I see," Steel replied as he looked over to the man, "how are you?" he said turning back to Valarian.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*The roar of unique sounding steam turbines approaches quickly from outside of town, as it was on top of the bar, steam exhaust bellowed in the door. A red glow from a cigar cherry was seen floating, followed by a man in a leather topper and grey top coat. Clearing the mist and looking up seeing everyone and Alex, he smiled and walked towards the bar* Well hey there, mate. It's been a hell of a while. *Turning to everyone else* Evening folks

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle turns to Oswin and smiles. "It has been a while, hasn't it? I've just been trying to get him to tell me exactly where he has been..." She playfully smacks Felix's chest.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Tilting up his hat and crossing his arms, leaning back on the bar* That sounds like a good story

[Dusten "The Reaper"]

laughs hysterically lol

[Valarian H. Vol]

*smiles at Dust* something amusing, friend?

[Dusten "The Reaper"]

I am a twisted mind, and the way you said it just made me laugh.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*smiles* it is indeed rather amusing, although rather effective.  I've got a wide variety of ammo available for it.  My favorites have to be the spikes and the remote dets *nods at Felix* perfect for someone wanting to remain indiscriminate

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Chuckling and pulling a cigar out of the case in his boot, lighting it and taking a few puffs* I think I'm just fine, Val. Thank you though.

[Alexander Baker]

"They were a religious organization that was prominent about 10 years ago. We have had encounters with them, btu now a remaining faction of them are still about." He sips his whiskey.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Perking his ear up at the remark and turning to Alex, with a rare stern and serious look on his face* You've got to be kidding me. It can't be.