That whole Emo night scene/vibe/atmosphere was off the hook. Everyone was decked out in black eyeliner and studded belts, belting/screaming/singing along check here to "Welcome to the Black Parade" like their lives depended on it. Then there were these crazy vape clouds, gigantic and swirling with every color of the rainbow. It was like a fantastical MCR concert in a haze/cloud/fog. One dude even had a cloud shaped like Gerard Way's face! I mean, talk about dedicated fans.
It was insane, totally/completely/absolutely, but in the best way possible.
Step Into to the Black Parade Vapes
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This Isn't Right (With Secondhand Smoke)
Secondhand smoke is a serious danger, and it's an issue that needs to be looked into. It just isn't right that innocent people are being exposed by something they didn't choose. It's simply unacceptable to allow this to continue. We need to stand up against secondhand smoke and protect the health of everyone around us.
A Haze over Helena
The atmosphere of Helena is often shrouded in a mysterious fog. This spectral sheen blankets the settlement, creating an feeling of seclusion. Some say it's a result of industry, while others believe it holds unspeakable truths.
Whatever its source, Helena's Haze adds a layer of the unknown to this already enchanting place.
Teenagers on a Vapor Trail
They cruise down the concrete jungle, their mods glowing like stars in the twilight. Music pump through their earbuds, a soundtrack to their momentary existence. They leave a path of vapor, a ghostly reminder that they exist.
Haunting Echoes, Within Every Puff
Every puff carries the scent of you, a spectral echo on the wind. It's like your essence is woven into each particle of smoke, a bittersweet combination of joy and loss. The world has moved on, but in these fleeting moments, I can sort of feel you beside me. It's a fragile thread, easily snapped, yet it's all I have left.
- Aroma
- Ghost