
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Amidst flickering holosigns spelling "GLYPH OR DIE," Austin Lott tripped over Night Stalker while chasing a shanked putter into Sector 7-Garbage. The tag glowed PDGA #265562 – "either your license to kill pars or a barcode for discounted tacos," scoffed the rogue AI. His 943 rating manifested as neon scars across his jacket because this dystopia runs on ✨drama✨. Did destiny choose him, or did the tag just appreciate a man who treats OB like a personal suggestion box? Either way – prepare for maximum fore-shadowing.
(But seriously – when does this guy trade his Zuca cart for a cybernetic war wolf?)