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]

*Smiling and taking a sip* Why thank you dear, i haven't had a good rum in some time. I'm not doing anything, that's what's new, if you believe it. I'm not going to touch the bag.

[Arabella Porter]

hm? *looks to her bag where Jabber is peeking out at Tim and grinning*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Chuckling* Well good o see you back *Reaching over the bar and scratching his ear* How are you, grey one?

[Arabella Porter]

*Jabber grins wider and then slowly becomes evanescent in the black abyss that is Arabella's bag* I think that means, "ready".

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Chuckling* Oh? Ready for what now? What are you up to today, blue eyes?

[Arabella Porter]

Nothing. *grins and puts her bag behind the counter* crashing a party tonight. Care to join? It's at Grey's house.

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Grinning, thinking to himself* Party crashing, eh? Oh I might just have to take you up on that.  Formal occasion I assume?

[Octavius B. Firelord of Hibernia]

*staggers into the tavern, a bottle in one hand and his other hand smoldering* evening all !

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

Hey there mate. How's the hound treating you?

[Octavius B. Firelord of Hibernia]

*bleary eyed, looks at Tim and blurts* oh im treating him fine! *his eyes flash red for a moment*

[Oswin Bernerd McGuinness]

*Letting out a short chuckle and caught back for a moment* Oh, well then. I can see that.

[Arabella Porter]

*looks to Octavius* fiery tonight are we? *looks back to Tim* actually, knowing Dorian, you can probably go like that and he won't care. *giggles*