
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
<origin_story> When Arkan's stabilizer glyphs got Tindered into spectral topsoil, this tag sprouted like kombucha SCOBY gone sentient. It spent centuries swiping right on fractured frequencies - basic chaos bros ghosted while harmonic hotties got grafted onto glyph-rootstock. Now it hums through dimensions like a glowstick-waving rave shaman, photosynthesizing discord into those aesthetic seed pods. Look, I don't question the lore anymore - the theme's assimilating my brain into a soundboard. Why are we like this? </origin_story>