
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
From the primordial soup of Lake Superior’s sketchiest dive bar, Veiled Mishipeshu clawed into existence—part water panther, part discarded Yooper flannel. Its copper scales? Just Great Lakes rust with delusions of grandeur. Witness its birth, as majestic as a Walmart parking lot aurora. (Yes, we’re really doing cryptid disc golf lore. sigh) Will this serpentine legend… actually show up on UDisc? dramatic loon call
The Veiled Mishipeshu slithered through the fog of a Superior morning, its rusted scales glinting like a misplaced disc in the rough. It sensed Casey Howard (PDGA #96768, because apparently that matters to ancient lake monsters) practicing his forehand by the shore—his form as smooth as Yooper moonshine. With a dramatic splash, the cryptid bestowed its watery blessing upon him, whispering: "You shall be my first bearer... mostly because you didn’t flinch when I emerged from a literal trash vortex." But can this 922-rated mortal handle the Mishipeshu’s curse of perpetually soggy socks?