
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
sighs in prismatic Look, when the Arcane Fracture went full Thanos-snap on reality, some cosmic Karen decided we needed TEN magical realms. The Cascade Prism literally formed from the universe's first "ctrl+z" attempt. Now I'm stuck narrating how this sparkly mood ring remembers when magic was just... magic. Before the fractals. Before the glyphs. Before someone thought "you know what disc golf needs? LORE." It pulses with nostalgia for simpler times, probably. Can a crystal have existential dread? Asking for a friend who's definitely not me.
eye-roll in refracted light So there I was, floating in post-Fracture limbo, when Nic Bode stumbled into my crystalline presence. The Cascade Prism immediately recognized his 904 rating as "adequately competent" and his PDGA number 32555 as... well, numbers exist, I suppose. The prism's ancient magic whispered "this one shall bear witness to our prismatic power!" Or maybe it just liked his name—Nic Bode well for our mystical shenanigans, eh? groans Did I just make a pun? The assimilation is real, folks. But seriously, can a guy who probably still uses Map Quest handle multiversal dominion?