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.
Casey July stands straight up...She looks at Brielle and then Octavius. Her chest turns bright red. "I, I....." She leans back over and continues to dig in the box...
*crosses arms* well? Brielle? Casey? anyone?!
"You mean right now?" She stands up straight and puts her hands on her hips Peter Pan style. She looks at Brielle..."Are you saying that either one of us will do?" She stomps towards him. She stops right in front of him with her face inches away from his. "I don't just settle for anyone. I mean, I wait for the one ti want..." Realizing what she just said she steps back and looks at the ground...then smiles and looks up at the mistletoe...
Brielle scooches close to Casey. She whispers, "Casey, dear. The man needs a proper kiss! As I am taken...it is up to you to do the honors." She giggles. "Come on, it won't be so bad...it IS octavius, you know...." She flounces to the next room, creeping from behind the doorframe.
so..*raises and eyebrow and grins* Casey...you gonna let me down? it is mistletoe after all
She slowly reaches up and laces her fingers into his hair. Pulling his face towards her she gently rests her lips against his. She smiles against his mouth...He smells like cigars and rum..."I have wanted to kiss you for a while now. Don't disappoint me..." She pushes her face into his with her hands against the back of his head...
*he places one hand on her hip and one on her cheek and leans into the kiss*
Peeking over the door, she decides to leave and let the two have a moment to themselves. She hums a love song on the way back to her bedroom, grabbing some christmas decorations for their room in anticipation of Felix's return home.
Casey July wraps both arms around his neck. She gently runs her tongue over his lips and teases him. "So should we get a room?" She presses her body into his...
Brielle steps out and tosses a key at the two. She blushes and stammers out,
"I think you two might need this....have a lovely evening!" Giggling, she runs off to her bedroom.
*grins* I think we should...but first *drops his bag, vanishes and reappears at the bar* drinks are in order!I havent been here in an age!
She drops her arms and smiles..."Brielle" she yells... "Come drink with us!"