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.
enter the bar covered in filth and grease and a rat on her shoulder. goggle dirty and brown hair all messed up.
So, Sil, *still sniffing* just what blew up all over you ?
*nods and waves to Lachlan* Long time no see you Cajun rascal! *blows a kiss and then nods to Joelle* Hello! welcome in!
Well, hello Cher, Hows the world for ya?
World's been usual. Killing off the bounty hunters and looting the ships. *she smiles* what can I pour for you?
Well now, theres an offer
Well, Absinthe from Mr Jarvis and a 20 year old scotch from the bar sounds good.
May I have a mug of rum for me ans thimbel of rum for 1st mate here e
is there a bath house were a girl may get clean in this town?
*sits up suddenly* You look familiar. I ha'nt the slightest Idea where n' the world I've known ya..*she stood up smiling at you. She was tall and being mostly comprised of brass and steel, looked a bit odd, she was dressed in a (at the moment) scorched captain's coat , a odd looking corset and pants. she hissed steam through her teeth when she smiled* you look a might bit weary m'dear*her pirate accent was thick..so was the obvious fact that she had had too much of something to drink* Yo' new here I presume? Looking for a bath house? this lovely bar doubles as am Inn, many a room to clean ya up *she hissed light green steam again then stumbled over to Lach to hug him*
*pours the rum out for her and set them on the bar counter for Joelle and a glass of Lach's scotch* A bath house? *scratches head and tries to remember the name of the one Leander used to go to* Well, I can;'t think of one now but we have hot water upstairs and a soft spot for people in need. I can give you a key. *she places a room key on the counter and looks to Lee's red pouch on the counter* You don't have to pay up now. *laughs* it all depends on how much you drink whether you pay at all. Usually you don't have to pay. We have a *whispers and winks* interesting deal here at the Rejected Gear.
Well, originally born in um Alabama but moved to New Orleans as a young boy.