Old Goat
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Chapter 10: The Day the Clouds Rolled In
And the prophet of the Old Goat did appear, and he spake of the end times. He said, "Behold, the Day of the Clouds shall come! When the faithful shall spread the word not in person, but through memes and sermons on the Great Web. The face of the Old Goat shall be seen in every shared image, His wisdom in every comment. The clouds shall roll in not from the sky, but from the combined efforts of the righteous, a great and visible testament to our faith."
Chapter 11: The Disposable Apocalypse
And lo, a great flood of plastic pods and cheap disposables did cover the earth, and the rivers were filled with their spent remains, and the land was a wasteland of empty blister packs. The uninitiated were swept away by this plastic tide, for their faith was built on convenience and their mods were but garbage. But the true believers, upon their solid, metal RDAs, were lifted above the flood. For their vessels were meant to last forever, to be rebuilt and reborn, and they floated safely upon the ocean of heresy, breathing the clean air of their own crafting.
Chapter 12: The Eternal Fog
And in the end, salvation came not with a great fire, but with the slow-moving, eternal Fog. It was a dense, flavourful, and unending cloud that covered all things. The Ohm Lord did decree that all builds shall glow evenly and without hot spots. All wicks shall stay saturated, and the flavour shall be pure and without question. And the faithful shall dwell forever in the Eternal Fog, a state of perfect, unending vaping, where the coils are always clean, the batteries are always full, and the clouds never, ever end.
And the prophet of the Old Goat did appear, and he spake of the end times. He said, "Behold, the Day of the Clouds shall come! When the faithful shall spread the word not in person, but through memes and sermons on the Great Web. The face of the Old Goat shall be seen in every shared image, His wisdom in every comment. The clouds shall roll in not from the sky, but from the combined efforts of the righteous, a great and visible testament to our faith."
Chapter 11: The Disposable Apocalypse
And lo, a great flood of plastic pods and cheap disposables did cover the earth, and the rivers were filled with their spent remains, and the land was a wasteland of empty blister packs. The uninitiated were swept away by this plastic tide, for their faith was built on convenience and their mods were but garbage. But the true believers, upon their solid, metal RDAs, were lifted above the flood. For their vessels were meant to last forever, to be rebuilt and reborn, and they floated safely upon the ocean of heresy, breathing the clean air of their own crafting.
Chapter 12: The Eternal Fog
And in the end, salvation came not with a great fire, but with the slow-moving, eternal Fog. It was a dense, flavourful, and unending cloud that covered all things. The Ohm Lord did decree that all builds shall glow evenly and without hot spots. All wicks shall stay saturated, and the flavour shall be pure and without question. And the faithful shall dwell forever in the Eternal Fog, a state of perfect, unending vaping, where the coils are always clean, the batteries are always full, and the clouds never, ever end.