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.
She smirks and sways behind the bar, grabbing the secret stash of absinthe that she found that Felix kept at the ready at all times. She takes out the spoon and pops two sugar cubes over it before dripping water over it until both sugar cubes melt. She smirks at Ara before sipping.
"He is going to have to hide it better than that. We have a distillery, after all...."
sharing is caring
She takes a slightly larger sip before passing the glass to Ara.
"See? Isn't this such fun?"
*takes a full shot* Thanks. I'll be needing that.
*freezes when Oz motions for her to come over and then walks up to him and puts her arms around his neck* Hey.
*Looking at her putting his hands under the apron and around her waist where the belt would sit, still with the raised brow and squeezing her hips *Hi there... mutiny???
*she lost the fake smile, squeaking when he squeezed her hips and then cleared her throat* It was just a little situation. We took care of it. everything's great now. Even renovated the ship. *she smiled*
*Squeezing again* What was it I said that made you think of that?
She settles into a chair, sipping her absinthe. She enjoys the warm haze enveloping her as she half pays attention to Oswin and Arabella.
Ara..*Looking at her*
*looks away* Tim, *sighs* Oz, it was fine. I just, *she looks at him worried* David took the belt. There was nothing I could do. They drugged me and welded me in my room.