The Crossroads of the Aether
Thank you much, Captain MacBain. Might I ask where you and yours are based from?
My ship and crew call Waukesha Wisconsin home, yet we have friends and confidants the country and world wide.
I see, I see. As I tend to operate in the South Western corner of Ohio, officially joining would be a smidge hard. But I'm perfectly willing to establish an alliance of sorts. Confidants and friends in varied places are always a joy to have!
It would seem a mutually beneficial and financial endeavor for all of us involved good sir. I graciously accept the preoffered accord and look forward to many days worth of rewarding conquests Captain MacBain.
Miss Izzy, I fondly recall your late husband's name, and whereas I believe I remember us firing upon each other at least once, I assure you that neither myself nor any of my crewe is remotely responsible for his very untimely passing. He was a man of great skill and honor and I shall most assuredly drink to his memory, A. Burnham, a man amongst men...Hear, hear
Again, many thanks to you, sir. I would have never suggested you played a role in his passing, as it was, in fact, the result of a mysterious ailment he contracted sometime after we ransacked the HMAS Glorious. So, there are no feelings of ill will directed at you. That is, unless we find ourselves firing on one another again. You understand, I'm sure.
Madam Izzy, I am greatly saddened by this news. That such an able bodied and capable Captain such as himself would find himself laid so low by the MOST unfavorable of circumstances. Most disheartened at this knowledge, AirMarshal Cain
My thanks, again. He fought till the end, though, and always held the utmost respect for yourself and your crew. If I recall, he often said one of his only regrets in life was blowing such a monstrous hole through that old, fine hat of yours. He meant nothing by it, I assure you. I believe the incident was brought upon by jealousy. As wonderful a man as he was, hats never did suit him.
HAHA What a good memory he had had. Truth of the matter is he blew THAT hat straight through my helmsman. Quite the mess I assure you, and one HELL of a good shot! Took me ages to replace it with this one. I look forward to sailing with his very capable and determined widow. Oh, hehe, my hat's off to YOU madam. Hoho. Most Jovially yours, AirMarshal Cain
Greetings.I see we have flown in similar and familiar skies. As always, my crew, our Airship, The LoyalCoin, and myself are available to the highest bidder. Our services include transport, protection, extortion, and/or terrorism just to name a very few of our specialities. No employ is too degrading nor morally challenging as long as the pay is golden. Spread the word amongst those you know with enough coin available to spend to procure our sevices. I am always on the lookout for fellow miscreants, mercenaries, privateers, profiteers, malfeasance performing dutiful officers who appreciate the value and loyalty of the coin.
Dastardly yours, AirMarshal Cain
I am Talon Trevor Jermais MacDonald Killey, I was born in Bay City Michigan to a Scottish Father, and a mother whose family was from the Isle of Man. Being born a child of a citizen of Britain, and born INSIDE the United States made me a dual citizen, so I spent my formative years in both places. I played as a child on the shores of Loch Ness, where I never did find a Monster. My first (accidental) taste of Scotch was at the ripe old age of three years. My grandfather had left a bottle of 20 year Glenfiddich on the table, so I climbed up and helped myself. Rumor has it I slept for three days.
At the age of 15, with appropriate signatures, I joined the military, and rose quickly to become one of the youngest officers since world war 1. I spent several years travelling the world with the Army, and finally left to pursue my own paths.
My steampunk trappings go very far back. I have worn victorian era clothing since the early 1980s and often had to tell people "no, I am not a fan of Prince". (or the partridge family, for that matter). I have always played around with metal workings, Alternate energy sources, and devour whatever I can find on Tesla. (THIS one thinks Edison (and others) were upstarts and thieves). I also stater looking at how watches work as early as age six, to my grandfathers dismay.
My wife is fairly new to the idea, but has embraced Steampunk with all her being.
My name is Doctor Sebastion Ebenezer Davenport III,
born of the motherland, but involuntarily relocated to
the New England township of Arkham. I am a decidedly new citizen of the empire.
I have always been hopelessly infatuated with clockwork and steam contraptions, and the most aesthetically pleasing fashions and trends of the Victorian times.
However never, until a dear friend, apropos of nothing, mentioned something called "steampunk" to me did I think there could possibly be like-minded individuals. Having done much research I was astounded as I have always been this way, only waiting for the proper introduction.
I hold advanced degrees in steam mechanics and clockwork engineering from Miskatonic University and am credited with the invention of certain little-know devices. Most famous of my contraptions is the renowned SteamKindle.
I must admit that, having only recently been granted citizenship into the Empire, I am a bit lost. As a somewhat newcomer I would welcome any advice as to how to find my "steam-legs" as it were.
My relative isolation complicates things quite a bit and as such such places as the Empire are my sole resource for networking with like-minded individuals.
Any communique or beginners advice would be most heartily appreciated.
I am The Bronze Knight.
Oddly enough my interest in Steampunk has its beginnings in hot air balloons. For a three-year span I lived in Albuquerque, New Mexico and every year I would get to see the Balloon Fiesta. It's rather fascinating sight seeing so many hotair balloons taking off at once. But I had always wondered how they avoided crashing into each other. This led me to do some research on how hotair balloons work and that led me to finding out about airships and particularly zeppelins. My interest in zeppelins led to having an interest in World War I, and the culture of that time. (Snoopy and the Red Baron Christmas songs had nothing to do with it I assure you...)
In my mind all you have to do to make World War I Steampunk is replace the gas and diesel engines with steam engines add a heaping spoonful of Tesla lightning cannons maybe a few steam powered horses and Viola! Rather a bit like the Leviathan series of books. (However I do not care for the "biological" side of Steampunk nearly as much as I do the mechanical)
I'm still working on my "Steamsona" as it were, but I have a clear idea of what I want my costume to look like.
British WWI veteran
Big backpack powered Tesla cannon
Miniature steam powered messenger squirrel (I hope to make some kind of puppet out of this idea but that may be a bit too ambitious)