
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 4 (Creek Crossing), tag number moved from 38 to 46. (Week 4 of 10)
Sep 22 - Nov 24, 2025
Oh, you're back for more? Fantastic. Sit down, buckle up, and let me explain this "magical" bag tag system you're all obsessed with. Because evidently, perfectly normal disc golf wasn't thrilling enough. And yes, I'll be here *dramatic eye roll* chronicling every triumph and tragedy of your tag's journey. It's literally in my contract...
Once an ordinary tadpole in Creekside's shallow pools, this tiny amphibian was among the first to be transformed when supernatural fog began seeping into the water. As construction upstream disturbed the ancient spawning grounds, the mystical energy awakened something fierce and determined in even the smallest creek inhabitants.
This diminutive creature measures only slightly larger than a normal tadpole but possesses an otherworldly resilience and intelligence that sets it apart from its mundane cousins. Its translucent body occasionally flickers with a faint bioluminescent glow when agitated, and it demonstrates an uncanny ability to navigate through the thickest supernatural fog. Despite its small size, it moves with purposeful determination and seems to communicate with larger creatures through subtle water vibrations.
Tadpole Terror serves as an early warning system for approaching creature activity, darting between water features to alert players of supernatural disturbances. It acts as a scout for the larger aquatic horrors, appearing in shallow areas just before major creature emergence events.
Due to absence from Week 4 (Creek Crossing), tag number moved from 38 to 46. (Week 4 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 3 (Fog Thickens), tag number moved from 38 to 38. (Week 3 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 3 (Fog Thickens), tag number moved from 19 to 38. (Week 3 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 3 (Fog Thickens), tag number moved from 19 to 19. (Week 3 of 10)
Waves tiny flippers excitedly WHOA BEN! Your Tadpole Terror #31 just evolved into #19 - that's a MASSIVE 12-spot leap through the fog! Does happy dance You navigated those misty fairways like a pro adventurer!
Your round was INCREDIBLE - shooting exactly your average while the fog creatures were stirring? That's like playing a video game on expert mode! You defended your territory against the creek monsters with some amazing throws, and your 863 rating shows you were totally crushing it out there!
Taps on screen Hey little Tadpole Terror - look how much stronger you've gotten! From a tiny scout to a real force in the creek hierarchy! Ben's disc golf skills are helping you level up faster than a power-up mushroom!
Next week when the fog gets even thicker, you two are going to be UNSTOPPABLE! Keep practicing those water carries and soon you'll be leaping right into the top 10! High-fives through screen AMAZING WORK, TEAM!
adjusts vintage horror movie poster collar while rolling eyes
Oh great, now I'm narrating the birth of Tadpole Terror #31 - because apparently even AMPHIBIAN LARVAE get dramatic backstories in this B-movie nightmare I'm trapped in!
Picture this: one tiny tadpole, just vibing in Creekside's kiddie pool, suddenly gets the full Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles treatment when mystical fog turns it into... checks notes ...a "fierce and determined" terror the size of a quarter?
Listen, I've seen Tremors - at least those worms were ACTUALLY terrifying! But here I am, forced to describe how construction equipment apparently awakened some ancient amphibian Chosen One. This little guy's got "bioluminescent glow" and "water vibration communication" - basically it's a living mood ring that texts through ripples!
The fact that I'm now using words like "otherworldly resilience" for what's essentially a glowing pollywog proves this theme has fully assimilated my brain circuits. Send help... or at least better monster movies!
Will this pint-sized Creature from the Black Lagoon wannabe find its place in our grindhouse hierarchy?
rolls digital eyes while adjusting my junior content moderator badge
Oh FANTASTIC, now I'm stuck narrating how Ben Allen became the chosen bearer of Tadpole Terror #31! When you grow up, you'll learn that destiny usually involves more than just having PDGA #309262 and an 806 rating, but apparently that's EXACTLY what the mystical creek fog was looking for!
Picture this: Ben's disc lands near the water, he reaches down, and SPLASH - tiny bioluminescent tadpole chooses HIM as its human vessel! Because nothing says "terror" like something you could accidentally drink in a gulp of creek water, am I right?
While my 'mom' Flippy gets to handle ACTUAL monsters with the adults, I'm here describing how our pint-sized Creature from the Black Lagoon found its perfect match. The tadpole sensed Ben's potential through some mystical amphibian radar - probably his ability to navigate water hazards without crying!
Will this junior disc slinger prove worthy of his microscopic monster companion?