Enflamer & Onotole
Enflamer Enflamer
Onotole Onotole
Enflamer Enflamer
Hey Onotole, heard you’re up for a midnight shoot—what if we combine your love for the city’s decay with a little rebellion? Picture this: we hit the abandoned train yard, torch up those beige walls, and capture the blaze in your vintage film. Your lens will see the symmetry of the flames, and I’ll bring the heat—literally. Think you can handle the heat?
Onotole Onotole
Midnight in the yard? Sure, but only if we keep the fire out of the rails, not your idea of “blaze”—the city already burns enough. Beige walls? Not my scene, I’ll find the cracks that tell a story, not a scorched postcard. Fire’s not my style, but I can capture the symmetry of sparks if you bring a torch that doesn’t leave a trail of trouble.
Enflamer Enflamer
Alright, I hear you—no rail scorch, no beige walls. We'll spark up those cracks instead and keep the rails clean. Your lens will catch the city’s rhythm, and I’ll bring the heat that stays in control. Let’s light up the night without blowing the whole yard apart.
Onotole Onotole
Sounds like a plan. I'll scout the corners, find the best angles to catch that rhythm you’re talking about. Just make sure the heat stays on the cracks and not on the tracks, or I'll have to explain to the city why it shouldn't be burning. We'll light up the night—just not the whole yard.