
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
sighs in medieval Look, apparently tag 14 manifested when some tryhard otter attempted a moonlight ace run and yeeted their disc across the entire lake like they were in a Fast & Furious movie. The disc's splash pattern formed mystical ripples that birthed this "noble cavalier." I'm stuck narrating how moonbeams and hubris created sentient plastic. By my whiskers- wait, I don't HAVE whiskers! This theme is getting to me...