
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
<origin_story> Forged when Sir Dapplebrook yeeted a silt-spoiler into sacred rapids using that glow-up disc, this tag materialized in a ✨sparkle fart✨ of river quartz. Otter smiths vibed so hard with the "chosen one" narrative they stained-glassed his basic agility into legendary status. Seriously, who greenlit this aquatic anime backstory for plastic? sigh The lake demands drama. Why do I suddenly crave sushi? </origin_story>