[octothorp]

There’s a story that has played out in literature and folklore for as long as we’ve had stories: some fool makes a hasty statement about what he needs, the devil appears and offers him a deal, and the man, of course, accepts. Of course, all too soon he realizes the error of his ways, conjures up the devil, and attempts to back out of the deal. Perhaps someone has told him some charm he can use to get rid of the devil. But then, he learns that his attempts to extricate himself have gone horribly wrong. You can’t unsummon the devil. A decision, poorly made, cannot be undone with an equally hasty attempt.
The metaphor here is obvious. So obvious it’s almost more literal than metaphorical. I mean, Scorch is an embodiment of that same elemental force the devil controls. Scorch dances to the fiddle that the devil plays. The Adirondack management has made its hasty attempt to extricate it from its original decision, but it will find, as that folkloric character did, that you cannot undo your mistakes. Whatever attempt is made to find a new mascot, however hard it tries to disassociate itself, Scorch IS and will always be the Adirondack Flames mascot. Scorch is immortal, in the way all memes are, and when the Adirondack flames play their last game under that name, be it a couple years or a couple decades from now, Scorch will dance on the grave of that franchise. Now this all may sound ominous; threatening, even. But it is just the reality of the situation. He’s now a potent mix of elemental symbolism and internet memetics. Any attempt to extinguish him is laughable. Like splashing a bit of ‘holy water’ on the devil. Yeah, that’s not gonna work. Your next mascot better be a preacher, Adirondack Flames management, because right now Scorch owns your soul.