Pyrobar the Love Machine
It’s the merger of a Psycho Gypsy saloon wagon and a thoughtful, yet bitchy industrial dragon. A Dwagon perhaps?
The life of the Pyrobar is to provide exceptional service to mankind in the form of multidimentional, sensory experiences with an other worldly style that transports its occupants to hearty opulence.
Pyrobar, proudly sways across the ringed city, and affectionately whores itself out to the BRC populace as well as in its home town and points beyond throughout the year…
It does this with the help of its bevy of exuberant and sassy stewards; the Playastani coalition. Through these impetuous souls, drinks, quips, bohemian entertainment, aerial twiddling, anecdotes, compliments, and the carefully placed insults, are passed on to the Pyro-patrons that often stay with us for the night to watch the sunrise.
The Pryobar has often take the path of a excitable serpent, tracing odd lines, and found opportunities to link with and share time with other cars, camps and the art of the greater outreaches.