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.
yells for Arabella " I think I am going to need your help." grab a water from the bar. and goes to help the man who just entered. "Here drink this slowly OK."
Walks in and walks up to the bar
Brielle walks in the bar, dusting white snowflakes off her dark hair and crimson wool coat. She takes it off and hangs it on the coat rack, and turns facing the bar. She notices a man just standing there, without a drink, possibly lost in thought.
She sways up to the bar in her bustled satin dress, with cream and burgundy pinstripes. She stands next to the man and softly asks, "Sir, may I help you?"
Yes I'm wanting to have a vodka lemonade, Please
She tilts her head, ponders something silently for a moment, and then wanders behind the bar and mixes the drink and slides it to him, before pouring herself a glass of white wine.
Thank you Brielle for the drink
She nods and smiles, then turns away, eyebrows knotted together quizically as she takes a seat by the fire and then sips her wine.
She nods to Lee and stands up, returning the smile.
"Good evening Corporal, can I get you anything?"
How are you Lee while sipping the glass of vodka lemonde
She raises her glass of wine to Lee to show him she already covered herself, and then turned to pour him some rum while the men became acquainted.
Yes, Lee I know you from the future.
*Walks into the bar with snow on his shoulders and flask and cane in hand* Hey ya'll, how's the crowd