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.

 

[Alexander Baker]

*walking in from the staff hall and stretching.* I heard gunshots.

[Arabella Porter]

*looks up at Alex after her fourth glass and smiles* I had a wanna be Doc holliday moment. *stumbles as she stands* I'm a bit...restless and irritable, tonight. *regains balance*

[James South]

jumps, drawing my service pistrol from its holster looking toward the sound of the shot, still sitting on my bar stool*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

Ah~ Bein' nice to see everyone alive an' well *Grins strolling in*

[Alexander Baker]

how you doin Silver?

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

Livin'. If bein' an Automaton counts. *Frowns* I'm all brassy and ....Shi-....Crap....all brassey and crap....

[Alexander Baker]

Ceonsoring yourself?*laughs*

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

I...eventfully made a child cry over my speech..I'm working on sensitivity....*looks at you with bright green eyes* and how are you Alex my friend?

[Alexander Baker]

I am...alright. but censoring yourself is so out of character*chuckles*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Walking in wearing his usual attire and heading to his stool* Well I have been working too much.  Tea Simon, if you're back there

[Captain Silver SteamAether]

*taps foot* Well, I feel deserted *Pretends to glare before smiling and holding out a hand* nice to see you again old friend.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Smiling and seeing Silver, shaking her hand* Good to see you too, mate.  It's been a while.  *Turning to see max* Hey there Cap, how are you?