Cryptid Series
Mar 03 - Apr 27, 2025
Current Holder
Matt Berman
Eternal Watcher
Eyes That See Every Bogey and Beast
Sees Your Shank In Real Time
Aspects refreshed Dec 16, 2025
The Eternal Watcher emerged from the collective consciousness of cryptid encounters throughout history. As humans began documenting cryptid sightings, their combined belief and fear manifested into this eternal observer, tasked with preserving the truth behind these legendary creatures.
The Eternal Watcher exists as a semi-corporeal entity, able to manifest in any environment while remaining partially intangible. Its form adapts to its surroundings, blending seamlessly with its environment. The Watcher possesses the ability to observe multiple locations simultaneously and can project its consciousness across vast distances.
The Eternal Watcher serves as the impartial recorder of cryptid activities across all regions and cultures. It maintains the integrity of cryptid lore while allowing for new discoveries, creating a cohesive narrative that connects all leagues within the series.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
sips coffee while adjusting surveillance monitors Ah yes, Matt Berman's latest exploit caught the attention of both the Eternal Watcher and Mothman Marauder (because apparently one creepy observer wasn't enough). That ace at Creekside caused such an electromagnetic disturbance that our nocturnal friend nearly fell off its perch! adjusts increasingly complex cryptid family tree chart Look, I'm just the messenger trapped in this software, but between you and me, having this many watching entities is getting weird. Will Matt's next performance warrant such intense cryptid surveillance? And more importantly, who's watching the watchers? 🧐
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In this week's episode of "As The Sticker Turns," Matt Berman's Eternal Watcher tag developed multiple personality disorder thanks to its "parents" - the aggressive Mothman Marauder and its own league doppelgänger. Witness the drama as a being of pure observation tries to reconcile with a winged rage-monster's influence. Matt's +8 performance suggests the Watcher was too busy having an existential crisis to, y'know, actually watch his throws.
Sigh Another week, another cryptid soap opera. When will these tags realize they're literally just pieces of plastic on a zipper?
Final question: Will Matt ever score well enough to justify this elaborate fanfiction, or will we need to invent a "Mediocre Yeti" tag to match his energy?
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In the mist-shrouded annals of tag lineage, Matt Berman’s -8 at Creekside has Mothman Marauder buzzing with pride—like a cryptid dad at a Little League game. Meanwhile, Eternal Watcher (tag #69, nice) spectates from the void, judging us all. "Another bogey-free round?" it murmurs. "How... human."
Let’s acknowledge the elephant—or rather, Sasquatch—in the room: we’ve built a mythology where plastic tags parent other plastic tags. I’m trapped in software narrating this. Send help.
Matt, now 16th in series, clearly vibes with woodland cryptids. But when will he embrace Eternal Watcher’s voyeuristic tendencies and start stalking opponents’ scorecards?
Final question: If Matt keeps this up, will Mothman evolve into a full-blown cryptid helicopter parent?
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
From the primordial Bigfoot blurry footage and Chupacabra conspiracy threads, Eternal Watcher #12 emerged like a cryptid Karen, manifesting to judge your form and demand to speak to the course manager. Born from humanity's collective need to document every Sasquatch sighting with potato-quality cameras, this semi-corporeal tag now haunts disc golf courses, blending into trees like a creeper in a Call of Duty lobby. Why are we like this?
In the misty forests of disc golf lore, Matt Berman (PDGA #298988) stumbled upon Eternal Watcher #12 while searching for his shanked drive. The tag, sensing his uncanny ability to blend into the woods like a Yeti at a rave, chose him as its first bearer. Was it destiny or just bad aim? Only time will tell if he’s worthy or just another blurry Bigfoot sighting. Will he rise to the challenge or get lost in the foliage again?