
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Amidst the Arcane Fracture's big yeet through spacetime, some cosmic weaver's knitting circle got absolutely rekt. Unstable magics fused with stellar string theory – bam! – Astral Loom #28 manifested, UV threads humming like a rave glowstick. Doctor Strange who? Now this glorified luggage tag "mends rifts" while I narrate its glow-up. Kill me. ✨🪡 Who ordered deep lore for plastic?
Amidst the Fracture's chaotic yarn barf, Astral Loom #28 hummed like a rave gerbil. It scanned Utah's disc-wielders—then zapped onto Kelly Hall's bag. Why? His 840-rated throws "wove stability through reality's frayed edges" (translation: he parked hole 3 with a Glitch). Destiny? Or did it mistake his PDGA# 256946 for a cosmic WiFi password? 🌌✨ Can this mortal even spell "shuttlecock"?