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.
*waves to Joelle as she comes downstairs and pours more water. As soon as the bottom step is reached by Joelle, Simon comes out with the beef and biscuits, setting it on the bar with cutlery and a napkin* Anything to drink with that? *asks Ara*
Just water please
*places water in front of Joelle and eyes the action going on between Silver and Lach*
*Waves to Sil as she stammers back * Be careful my dear
MMM that smells so good May have some pepper and salt. puts a bit on the fork and give it to her rat.
*belches and falls from the rafters smashing a table to bits*
*sets salt and pepper in front of Joelle and shakes her head with crossed arms when Octavius smashes the table, rolls her eyes* What are we going to do with you, Octavius!
* you hear a loud hiss from downstairs and could faintly smell absinthe and gunpowder. steam rose up through the downstairs doorway. you could also hear Silver swearing loudly in profanity used mainly by pirates and people who just didn't care anymore*
*grumbles into the rubble ans splinters* Im...hic....ok...*sits up*
Well thats intresting indeed. I never knew she knew some of those words.
She's a pirate, Lachlan *she points out*
SOn of shameless-YEAH I'M GOOD* after a moment she stumbled back upstairs her coat barely covering her still bare chest* I need water, and a volunteer*she said calmly*