Club Mechanoid has shut its doors. A pity, but apparently the staff has moved to a new venue called "Da 'Kor". Bloodwing is ambivalent. He said the required groups were so spammy he stared calling it "Club Make-Annoyed".
Speaking of Bloodwing, he risked capture by the Hydra by coming to see speak with me during Moulin Rouge night at the Saloon.
I do not often ask my demon-father for advice. But this once, I needed to tap his millennia of experience..good and bad..in the affairs of the heart.
As Our song goes, Sweet Qli, Nothing's Ventured, Nothing's Gained, So You Must Seize the Day. Above all, be honest with the one you desire. Trust me, my Shining Child..no burden is worse than bearing centuries of regret.
And so..I surrendered to the one who understands me even more than my Creators. I confessed my dreams, and they were in turn embellished. Every gauge could have cracked, every pipe burst, my engine melted in a plume of flame..and I would have drifted into inertness wreathed in contentment.
I shall wait to see if directives are understood and carried through before details are disclosed. If the blueprints are sound, the scope of this ongoing narrative shall reach epic scale!