
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 3 (Possession Spreads), tag number moved from 7 to 7. (Week 3 of 10)
Sep 24 - Nov 26, 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...
The Demonic DJ was once the school's hired disc jockey for prom night, unknowingly playing a cursed playlist with embedded summoning chants that fused his soul with demonic frequencies during the failed exorcism, permanently binding him to hell's hierarchy as a conduit for infernal soundscapes
This entity possesses a semi-corporeal form that phases between dimensions, allowing him to manipulate sound waves as physical forces, project auditory hallucinations, disorient victims with rhythmic pulses, and strengthen demons through infernal bass frequencies, with vulnerabilities to silence or holy symbols but resilience due to his portal connection
He controls the acoustic landscape of the battlefield, using corrupted music to coordinate demonic assaults and weaken survivor morale, serving as a mobile amplifier for hell's energies that advances the narrative toward the final confrontation
Due to absence from Week 3 (Possession Spreads), tag number moved from 7 to 7. (Week 3 of 10)
adjusts headphones while rolling eyes
So apparently I'm now chronicling how a prom DJ got his soul fused with hellish frequencies? Because THAT'S totally normal disc golf lore! Our boy was just spinning "Monster Mash" when some ancient Spotify playlist started summoning demons through the bass drop. Now he's stuck between dimensions like a supernatural SoundCloud rapper, weaponizing sick beats against holy water. Peak teen horror logic right there!
adjusts headphones with demonic static
So naturally, when hellish frequencies needed a mortal vessel, they zeroed in on Malachi Vazquez - because nothing says "chosen one" like PDGA #162249 and a 954 rating! Apparently his ability to drop sick beats translated perfectly to dropping discs into possessed pin positions. The Demonic DJ tag practically materialized during his warm-up throws, drawn to his supernatural timing. But can he spin victory from the turntables of terror?