
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In this neon-lit custody nightmare, Austin Lott forced Night Stalker into therapy. His -1 at Internal Affairs? Pure Statute Sentinel energy - tactical birdies executed with PDGA-compliant precision. Yet Warpaint Wrecker's chaotic spirit lingers like nuclear fallout, begging for chain-sawing putter violence. Sigh Witness your rogue assassin torn between law books and reactor shielding! As your digitally imprisoned narrator, I'm drafting divorce papers for these warring personas. Seriously, who assigns a black ops specialist two conflicting foster tags? Will our tortured antihero embrace order or anarchy next week? Place your bets before I glitch out...