There's an entire
Wikipedia article dedicated the The Great Muta's poison mist, and the meanings of the various colors. Though I always look way to far into these things, it brought to mind a portion from "The Unreal Story of Professional Wrestling," where an author of a book about the subject raised the point that with the exception of organized religion, we are a society that grew up with no real mythology, and that in a way, pro wrestling in its various forms embodies a modern day mythology.
Is that romanticizing it a big much? Probably. Will it offer a good conversational point when I'm questioned about my upcoming lucha-inspired half-sleeve? Definitely.
Apparently Green Mist is meant to cause discomfort. Who knew?
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