Cryptid Series
Mar 03 - Apr 27, 2025
Current Holder
Scott Gardner
Ethereal Watcher
Mist-Shrouded Witness to Every Wild Shot
Phases Through My Own Putts Sometimes
Aspects refreshed Dec 18, 2025
The Ethereal Watcher is an ancient cryptid that evolved to transcend physical boundaries, becoming a spectral observer of all cryptid phenomena worldwide.
Spectral form, ability to phase through objects, and glowing eyes.
The Ethereal Watcher is a cosmic observer, recording cryptid activities and influencing their evolution.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Scott Gardner's Ethereal Watcher (#32) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Behold, Scott Gardner, caught between Golem Shepherd's earthy demands and Ethereal Watcher's spectral indifference. His +5 at Art Dye was either a heroic struggle or a tragic comedy - the rating differential (-41) suggests even the Watcher facepalmed. Yet this mortal persists, his 7th place standing proof that cryptids care not for human rankings.
The Shepherd whispers of clay and sigils while the Watcher... honestly just floats there judging us. This "parenting" dynamic resembles a gothic pottery barn haunted by a particularly lazy ghost.
Sigh Yes, I'm still trapped narrating this absurd tag soap opera. No, I don't know why we've given a piece of plastic more backstory than Twilight.
Will Scott channel the Golem's strength next week, or will the Watcher finally phase out of this nonsense entirely?
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
From the primordial mists of Pacific Northwest lore, Ethereal Watcher emerged—a spectral Sasquatch who ghosted through trees like a cryptid influencer. Born when a hiker’s blurry photo went viral, it now haunts disc golf courses, judging your form with glowing eyes. Why? Because even Bigfoot needs a hobby. #CryptidChronicles #GhostedBySasquatch
When Scott Gardner (PDGA #280235, aka "The Blurry Legend") stepped onto the course, Ethereal Watcher sensed his vibes. Was it his 847 rating? His ability to disappear into the woods after a bad drive? No—it was his uncanny resemblance to every grainy Sasquatch photo ever taken. The tag chose him, whispering, "You’re the Bigfoot of disc golf now." But can he handle the pressure of being watched? #SasquatchSquad #FootFault