Grindhouse
Sep 22 - Nov 30, 2025
Current Holder
Ryan Gunn
Grindhouse Graffiti
Celuloid Ghost Tagging Grindhouse Fairways
Paint That Never Quite Dries
Aspects refreshed Dec 15, 2025
When a punk graffiti artist died during a midnight horror film screening, their spirit merged with the celluloid, becoming an eternal entity that tags disc golf courses with grindhouse nightmares, ensuring every league venue bears the mark of authentic B-movie terror.
Its form is composed of overlapping film strips and vibrant paint splatters that shift colors based on the horror subgenre. It can manifest spray paint that drips like blood and never dries, leaving permanent marks on courses. The entity emits a static hum reminiscent of old projectors, and it can teleport between locations marked with its graffiti, ensuring seamless movement across leagues.
It tags players and courses with iconic horror imagery, reinforcing the Horror Hall of Fame archetypes and ensuring narrative continuity across all grindhouse leagues.
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Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Ryan Gunn's Grindhouse Graffiti (#68) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
sighs through practical effects gills In a cinematic catastrophe that would make Ed Wood proud, a punk graffiti artist tried to "improve" a grindhouse flick mid-screening. The offended celluloid, with more drama than a final girl's monologue, yeeted their soul into Grindhouse Graffiti #138. Now it haunts courses with blood-dripping aesthetic critiques. The real horror? I'm contractually obligated to narrate this B-movie nonsense.
The cursed celluloid chose Ryan Gunn not by skill, but by cosmic alignment of his 853-rated arm and a projector malfunction at a midnight movie marathon. His first throw, a shank into the woods, was deemed "artistically chaotic" by the tag's vengeful spirit. A dubious honor for this Gunn-slinging hero. Can he handle this possessed plastic's bloody critiques?