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.

 

[Sgt. Ian MacBrooke]

Nodding in understanding..."Mhmmm...make for dry reading."

[Valarian H. Vol]

*A lady walks through the door, looking slightly stiff. Val walks up and embraces her before turning to Ian* Meet Anna, Ian. A clockwork replica, and a pretty decent one at that. *smiles*

[Sgt. Ian MacBrooke]

"Is she a replica of anyone I know?" Ian querys with a wink.

[Valarian H. Vol]

No, more someone I used to know *the clockwork Anna bows*

[Sgt. Ian MacBrooke]

"My apologies Miss Anna. With all the technical manuals our friend Val reads, I felt the need to poke him a bit," I say then offer a bow. "He's always got his nose in a book," I further prod.

[Valarian H. Vol]

*Anna elbows Val* that sounds about right *she says laughing. Val takes her to the bar* Can I have some wine please? *he asks*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle sits on a chair by the bar, quietly reading a book and sipping a glass of wine.

[Arabella Porter]

*a hot Mexican dude with a poncho slides into the Gear. He turns in and then scans Brielle from afar before sliding in behind her* hola hola hola MAMACITA!!

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle feels his presence shortly followed by a rather loud and accented voice. She jumps in her seat, spilling the wine all over her brand new dress. She turns around with a glare.
"Excuse me, good sir, what do you think you are doing?"

[Arabella Porter]

Let me buy you new drink mamacita. Tequila for you, mama. *raises eyebrow with ghost pepper of a smolder*

[Lady Brielle Serra]

Brielle tilts her head. "I don't take strange drinks from strange strangers..." She looks back to her book nonchalantly.

[The Raven]

Dr. Jacob T. Spring walks in and sits down at the bar, I'll have a vodka lemonade please.