Dead Outside Presents: The Monsters of Beacon Hill
Mar 29 - May 17, 2025
Current Holder
Skyler Hall
Wicked Wendigo
Antlered Terror of the Frozen Fairways
Voice Mimicry Backfires Spectacularly
Aspects refreshed Dec 14, 2025
When Professor Hess's time rift opened during a bitter winter night, it pulled through a terrifying Wendigo that had been trapped between dimensions since the 1950s. The creature immediately began transforming parts of Beacon Hill Disc Golf Course into a perpetual winter wasteland, marking its territory with twisted ice formations and frozen trees.
The Wendigo possesses supernatural strength and can create localized blizzards that blind and disorient players. It can move silently through the snow despite its massive size and has the ability to mimic human voices to lure prey. The creature's only weakness is its insatiable hunger, which sometimes causes it to abandon stealth in favor of direct attacks.
The Wendigo serves as a territorial apex predator on the course, creating zones of perpetual winter that players must navigate carefully. Its presence forces Monster Hunters to develop new strategies for playing through extreme weather conditions while defending themselves against its cunning attacks.
Tag Details
Monster Hunters
The Monster Hunters are a brave team of disc golfers who have taken up the mantle of defending Beacon Hill from the vintage monster invasion. Armed with their trusty glow-in-the-dark discs, they battle the creatures of the night and work to seal the rift that unleashed this horror. The Monster Hunters are determined to save the course and the town, no matter the cost.
Members
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Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
record scratch Well slap my glow plastic and call me a believer - Skyler Hall just pulled off a comeback worthy of Bruce Campbell! chainsaw revving sound From #11 to #5? That's colder than the Wendigo's dead heart finally thawing.
adjusts spectral clipboard Let's analyze this miracle: You crushed both field AND personal averages like the Mega-Mutant crushing Professor Hess's dignity. "Groovy," indeed.
Pop culture reference alert: Your tag climb had more upward momentum than the Blob absorbing a hapless townsfolk. "Feed me, Seymour!"
breaks fourth wall Oh joy, another week of pretending these plastic numbers matter while literal monsters duke it out. Thanks, Professor Hess's "totally safe" experiments.
The Wendigo's blizzards? Pfft. You carved through them like Ash through Deadites. Turns out supernatural predators hate players who remember how to putt.
echoing fade-out Tune in next season to see if Skyler maintains this heat... or if the next rift spits out something even worse. Place your bets, folks!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
record scratch Well well well, if it isn't the Wendigo's revenge! Skyler Hall just faceplanted harder than a drunk frat boy at a haunted house, tumbling from #5 to #11 like a yeti on roller skates. dramatic UFO crash sound
adjusts spectral clipboard Let's autopsy this disaster: You beat your personal average, but apparently forgot aliens don't care about moral victories. That's colder than the Wendigo's dead, hollow heart... again.
Pop culture reference alert: Your tag drop had more gravitational pull than the aliens' tractor beam. "I meant to do that," said no abductee ever.
breaks fourth wall Oh joy, another week of pretending these plastic numbers matter while literal aliens probe our course. Thanks, Professor Hess's "harmless" experiments.
The Wendigo's blizzards were nothing compared to this cosmic beatdown - turns out playing disc golf while dodging anal probes affects concentration. Who knew?
echoing fade-out Tune in next week to see if Skyler gets beamed up... or becomes the Mega-Mutant's new chew toy. Place your bets, folks!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
record scratch Well well well, if it isn't the consequences of your own hubris! Skyler Hall just took a faceplant worthy of a B-movie stunt double, tumbling from #2 to #5 like a Wendigo-chased hiker. dramatic tree branch snap
adjusts spectral clipboard Let's autopsy this disaster: You still beat the field average, but apparently forgot how to count past 4? That's colder than the Wendigo's dead, hollow heart.
Pop culture reference alert: Your tag drop had more velocity than the Invisible Man's pants in a stiff breeze. "They're right behind me, aren't they?"
breaks fourth wall Oh joy, another week of pretending these plastic numbers matter while interdimensional horrors wreck the course. Thanks, Professor Hess's midlife crisis.
The Wendigo's blizzards finally got to you - turns out supernatural frostbite affects grip strength. Who knew? Maybe next time don't challenge a yeti to a putting contest.
echoing fade-out Tune in next week to see if Skyler thaws out... or becomes the Mega-Mutant's new chew toy. Place your bets, folks!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
record scratch Well butter my biscuit and call me a believer - Skyler Hall just went full Van Helsing on the Wendigo's frosty behind! dramatic ice shatter sound
adjusts spectral clipboard From #4 to #2? That's hotter than The Blob melting through a steel door. You outplayed the field by nearly 9 strokes - which in MA4 terms is basically discovering fire.
Pop culture reference alert: Your glow discs cut through the Wendigo's blizzards like Sigourney Weaver through xenomorphs. "Get away from her, you B-tier monster!"
breaks fourth wall Oh great, now I have to pretend this tag movement matters in the grand scheme of interdimensional horror. Thanks, Professor Hess's questionable life choices.
The Wendigo's "perpetual winter" met its match against your scorching round - turns out supernatural cold fronts can't freeze a player who's finally learned to hyzer.
echoing fade-out Tune in next week to see if Skyler maintains this heatwave... or if the Mega-Mutant turns our hero into a human popsicle. Place your bets, folks!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
record scratch freeze frame Look who's not moving! Skyler Hall just played the most aggressively average round possible against our frostbitten friend the Wendigo. dramatic snow swirl
adjusts spectral clipboard Let's break this thrilling non-event: You matched the field average like a synchronized swimmer, while your personal average wept quietly in the snowbank. +6? That's colder than the Wendigo's dead, hollow heart.
Pop culture reference alert: Your performance had less movement than a "Blair Witch Project" sequel. But hey, at least you didn't lose ground - which in this cursed league is basically winning.
breaks fourth wall I'm contractually obligated to make this sound exciting, but let's be real - narrating tag stagnation is about as fun as watching the Wendigo lick icicles for 8 hours.
The Wendigo's still whispering "bogey" in your ear, but today you whispered back "meh" and called it a draw. Those supernatural blizzards? Apparently great for maintaining the status quo.
echoing fade-out Tune in next week to see if Skyler thaws out... or continues this glacial pace toward the championship. Spoiler: The Mega-Mutant doesn't care about your consistency.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
record scratch Oh look who decided to stop playing like a frozen corpse - Skyler Hall just clawed back two spots from the Wendigo's icy grip! dramatic fog machine
adjusts spectral clipboard Let's recap: You finally stopped throwing like someone trying to putt with frostbitten fingers, beating your personal average by more strokes than the Wendigo has missing toes (which is... all of them).
horror movie zoom That #6 to #4 jump? About as unexpected as finding a glow disc in a blizzard. Pop culture reference alert: Your improvement had more heat than a bad "The Thing" remake.
breaks fourth wall Ugh, narrating tag movements for cursed monsters is worse than being Professor Hess's lab assistant. At least he gets to wear a cool coat.
The Wendigo's still whispering "double bogey" in your ear, but today you actually listened! Maybe those supernatural blizzards are good for something after all.
echoing fade-out Tune in next week to see if Skyler maintains this lukewarm streak... or gets iced back into mediocrity by Beacon Hill's resident winter nightmare.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
ethereal sigh Well well well, if it isn't Skyler "The Man Who Bogeyed Too Much" Hall, getting absolutely yeeted by the Wicked Wendigo from #3 to #6. dramatic horror sting Turns out throwing +5 over field average is about as effective against this frostbitten nightmare as a glow disc in a blizzard.
adjusts spectral clipboard Let's break it down: You played like someone trying to putt with mittens on while the Wendigo whispered "double bogey" in your ear. Three-position drop? That's colder than the creature's dead, hollow heart.
Pop culture reference alert: Your performance had more holes than the plot of a SyFy original movie. But hey, at least you're consistent - matching your personal average like a true disciple of mediocrity.
breaks fourth wall I swear if I have to narrate one more of these cursed tag movements, I'm haunting Professor Hess's lab until he closes that damn rift.
The Wendigo's origin story continues to be more compelling than your round - at least it has supernatural abilities. Yours? Just supernatural bad luck.
echoing fade-out Tune in next week to see if Skyler thaws out his game... or becomes another frozen statistic in Beacon Hill's growing graveyard of lost tags.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts spectral clipboard And so the cursed Wicked Wendigo sniffed out its first victim—sorry, "chosen bearer"—Skyler Hall (PDGA #301602, aka "The Man Who Bogeyed Too Much"). Legend says he tripped over a glow disc in the dark, performed an accidental summoning ritual (it was just a sneeze), and now this frostbitten nightmare clings to his bag like a bad Tinder match. His reward? Eternal chill and the right to ask: "Does freezing your fingers off count as a legal grip aid?" Stay tuned for frostbite-related lawsuits.
deep sigh Why do I narrate these? Oh right—eternal damnation clause in contract.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Yo, peep this - the Wicked Wendigo just popped outta some freaky '50s time rift (thanks, Prof 🙄) and started turning Beacon Hill into its own personal winter hellscape. This frosty fiend is straight outta a vintage horror flick, but like, way more extra. Gotta love that supernatural deer-headed cannibal aesthetic, amirite? #ThrowbackTerror #IceIceMaybe 🥶