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.
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!!!
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.
That is just as well. I'm not sure I'd feel comfortable knowing that Oswin's dear lady was present at such a gathering." Wil winks to both and does a couple of quick hard puffs bringing up a thick cloud of smoke.
I go to his parties because he thinks that it gains him a chance if he gives me free wine and sheesha. Dorian's history. Him and his activity. *she scoffs*
He chuckles and nods. "Oh I'm sure that the party will be a grand time. If nothing else as a very entertaining evening."
You'll enjoy it. Might even be enlightened by it. Most folks are. *looks to Oz* still sore from your fall?
* Looking at the pack dumfounded* I don't even know where to start with this ...*Looking to Wil and looking at the archy control* Well... when I started.. we were about 10,000 no... 15000 feet up, I think? That might be a new record *Chuckling*
So you just survived a fall from just shy of three miles in the air Oswin? I will give you credit for having some really tough tech!" Wil laughs and shakes his head.
She shrugs grabs the pack "how about here and then we'll work our way around" She says and holds it against his back.
*Twisting weird with the pack application on his back* How about we just go with the scotch.....Wil *chuckling* I'm not complaining right now
*laughs* Are you cut anywhere? *pressing around his back to see where it hurts*
I...*checking* No... just impact shock. The barrier took most of it before it fed back to the power core. Thanks though love. You can check better later, if you want to * winking*
*Puts the ice pack on the bar and slips her hands over his shoulders, leaning on his back* Seriously though, where have you been?
*letting out a moan and leaning in to her, pointing up* Archy mostly, security with that fleet I met up with .. just trying to get away from that mess i left here for a bit. So you've been up to your old wares it seems