
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts lab goggles that somehow materialized on my face
Oh great, now I'm getting assimilated by the theme? Listen up, specimen collectors - Extraterrestrial Experiment spawned when some genius scientist decided to mix ET phone home with toxic waste chic. Because apparently we needed MORE glowing green nightmares stumbling around fairways! Will this abomination phone home or just glow ominously at disc golfers?
pushes up safety goggles while muttering about alien DNA samples
Look, I don't write the B-movie scripts here, I just narrate them! Brandon Voyles became the first bearer of Extraterrestrial Experiment when he accidentally walked through a glowing spore cloud at hole 7. Classic horror trope - wrong place, wrong time, wrong species! Now he's got that otherworldly disc golf precision that's definitely not from this planet. But can he handle the cosmic responsibility, or will he phone home crying?