(Still pissed that there are only registered 15 accounts of arson on me.)
Registered accounts mean something must have survived.
Somebody has to tell the stories.
Although. Sometimes, when we play other clans, I feel like I'm being watched.
Like, by someone that we can't burn.
Someone outside the airships.
Oh, and:
The Go Go dancers up here aren't all that hot,
Hot = flammable.
champagne in the champagne glass pyramid has gone a little flat
alcohol = flammable.
the legion of tailors making custom costumes for us.
cloth and cloth makers = flammable.
Good call on keeping me out.
Ain't gonna stop me from trying, but good call nonetheless.
