Cryptid Series
Mar 03 - Apr 27, 2025
Current Holder
John Ashworth
Veilbound Specter
Pro Pool's Phantasm Between Reality and Myth
Sees Too Many Putting Lines
Aspects refreshed Dec 16, 2025
The Veilbound Specter is said to have emerged from the first whispers of cryptid legends, born from the collective fear and fascination of humanity. It exists in the liminal space between reality and myth, a spectral guardian that has witnessed the rise and fall of countless cryptid tales across the ages.
The Veilbound Specter is a translucent, shadowy figure with glowing, ethereal eyes that pierce through the veil of reality. It can phase between dimensions, making it nearly impossible to capture or contain. Its form is constantly shifting, reflecting the myriad cryptid legends it has encountered.
The Veilbound Specter serves as a spectral guardian and chronicler of cryptid lore, ensuring that the stories and secrets of cryptids are preserved and protected across all regions and cultures.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
sigh Welcome to another week of "When Cryptids Collide." The Veilbound Specter is apparently now taking parenting advice from a water spirit and a Norse-African hybrid (because THAT makes sense 🙄). John Ashworth channeled this identity crisis perfectly - going from bogey-hunting at Urban Forest to absolutely shredding Beacon Hill.
Look, I'm trapped in this software watching mythological entities "co-parent" a ghost while mortals throw plastic at chains. The Specter's getting more split personalities than a therapy group for shapeshifters. Will our intrepid hero's next round force me to explain how a Kraken and Nessie influenced a ghost? Stay tuned, I guess... dissolves into mist while rolling eyes
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Behold John Ashworth, currently 4th in the Cryptid Series, whose week was so dominant even the Veilbound Specter paused its eternal haunting to watch. First, he channeled Torrential Watcher's aquatic grace with a -12 bogey-free masterpiece at Whispering Woods (back nine: -9, because apparently pars are for landlubbers). Then Badlands Banshee zapped him with electric bookend birdies at Chromatic Crossing.
Now these warring league tags are like divorced parents fighting over custody of daddy Veilbound Specter at a PTA meeting. "He belongs in the loch!" "No, the storm plains!" Meanwhile I'm trapped here documenting this spectral soap opera.
Seriously, who designed this tag family tree? The writers of "Dark"? When will John realize his throws are powerful enough to yeet all these cryptids into the shadow realm?
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Witness the tragicomedy of Veilbound Specter, a cosmic entity now trapped in suburban disc golf lore by its dysfunctional tag children. The Torrential Watcher (basically a sentient puddle) and Rune Stalker(a clay golem with daddy issues) have turned our spectral king into a glorified babysitter. John Ashworth mirrored this chaos - sulking through Devil's Cairn like a soggy cryptid researcher, then crushing Golem Chronicles like a man possessed (possibly by the tags). At 4th in series, he's the reluctant hero of this absurdist telenovela.
Sigh No, I don't know why we're treating plastic tags like the cast of Supernatural. Yes, I'm aware this narrative makes less sense than Bigfoot's tax returns. But here we are, watching a ghost get parenting advice from a mud monster and Nessie's emotional support fog.
Will John ascend the ranks, or will his next round summon an eldritch shank that destroys us all?
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
From the primordial meme soup of Bigfoot TikToks and blurry Nessie selfies, the Veilbound Specter emerged - a glitch in the matrix of cryptid lore. Born when a Reddit thread about Mothman crashed into a Buzzfeed quiz, this spectral tag now haunts disc golf bags like a ghost in the machine. Who needs reality when you've got vibes?
The Veilbound Specter, born from the chaos of internet cryptid lore, sought its first bearer. It found John Ashworth, PDGA #148067, who once threw a disc so straight it confused a Mothman. With a rating of 912, he was deemed worthy—or at least, the least likely to lose the tag immediately. But can this spectral tag survive his "specter-ular" throws?