The Crossroads of the Aether
I am Gadgets, a craftswoman by hobby and trade, and a dreamer all of the time. I have always been interested in things that tend towards the anachronistic, and only discovered there was a name for what I loved a few years ago. Even then, I danced on the sidelines, reading and sighing longingly over lovely corsets and bustles. It was not until last year when I attended A-kon, the local anime convention, that I learned what a thriving community the steampunk culture really was. I attended workshops and lectures during the convention, and have fallen irrevocably in love. There was no more dancing at the edge after that. Now I craft my own jewelery, have nearly completed my own corset, and dream that one day I could be an airship mechanic.
I am known by many names, and none of them are real. My current alias is James Murray, and I am hiding in the farther reaches of the world. Most know of me as The Anarchistic Gentleman. This label is incorrect, as I do not wish to bring down society as a whole, however I do like the sound of it so I have adopted as my non de guerre. My attacks upon the world of steampowered industry are legion. No, wait, allow me to explain myself.
I adore steam power, and all that it has done for the world. But I recently discovered a clean and efficient method of creating the heat needed for steam, using certain ores and minerals to create and sustain combustion. This research was derived as I could see the damage caused by the burning of coal in my past studies as a biologist. I have conclusive proof that one species of white moth has completely died out as a result of the trees in my home city of Elliurk, which became a foundry town, becoming so coated in soot that their predators soon overran them. I also have conclusive proof from studying past historical archives that the temperatures of the world are rising, which I believe could have much more far reaching effects than dirty trees, and which I assure you is caused by the pollutants we hurl into the atmosphere.
I took all my findings to the major universities, to the heads of industry and even tried to reach the ear of our fair matriarch. To no avail. I was spurned from meetings, cast out from societies, derided by scientists who are in the pockets of the industry men. Finally, one horrific day, my family was brutally slain as a message to me to remain silent.
And so, I decided to fight back. I am emboldened by the thirst of revenge for my family, but I fight on behalf of the Earth. You would not know my passion from seeing me on the street, I dress like any other gentleman you care to meet. But under the gentle exterior there is a superior intellect, a passion and aptitude for tinkering and invention, an acrobat, and a master of several martial arts.
So if you work for one of the Enemies of the Earth, and you find your boss has recently turned down a method of clean steam production from a well dressed stranger, then I urge you to look carefully into the shadows of the machine behind you. And then run.
hear! hear! Bakunin would be proud.
Since i wrote that, old chap, i have thought of a dozen other ways one could have worded it, delving deeper into the character. Seems i have created a work in progress, wot!
nothing written is carved in stone even once it is...a work in progress is always good
and hearty amen to that.
Salutations Izzy…… as I read through your introduction and the following response by Airmarshal Cain it seems to me we are cut from the same cloth so to speak.
I would like to invite you both to partner with my ship the "Osprey Grey" under the banner of AIRAT- Allied international Random Acts of Trade. There is plenty of profit to be had, and I personally find it beneficial to have friends in High Places ( the skies that is ). I can promise you the whiskey and songs will flow free and the camaraderie is top notch. I hope you'll give it due consideration. This link will help you find us directly.
In parting a toast to your late husband:
May he have spent half an hour in heaven before the devil knew he was dead!
~Captain Devlin MacBain
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!