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Eclipsed Harbinger
Cryptid Series·Competition group Series A·All-In · only the number moves
This is an All-In league.Your tag is your character — it never changes hands. After each round, standings re-rank every number: play well and yours drops toward #1. Skip a week and the field may drift past you. The art, name, and lore are yours for good.
All-In league: Eclipsed Harbinger stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptTag #7: Eclipsed Harbinger
TroubleLost in the Database Void
Awaiting Narrative DiscoveryFlippy's Sarcasm IntensifiesThe AI Said No Today
Born from the shadow of a total solar eclipse, the Eclipsed Harbinger emerged as a guardian of cryptid lore, ensuring the balance between cryptid realms and the cosmic forces that influence them.
Can manipulate shadows and darkness, emits a faint, eerie glow during celestial events, and has the ability to phase between dimensions.
Acts as a guardian and guide for cryptids during times of cosmic significance.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Field drift
sips coffee Oh good, you're here. <strong>Cooper Johnson</strong> shot +1 at Creekside while the <em>Eclipsed Harbinger</em> continues its cosmic identity crisis. Apparently, being influenced by both a German rabbit-deer hybrid and a canyon-dwelling unicorn is... complicated? gestures vaguely at lore
Look, I'm just the narrator trapped in this increasingly bizarre cryptid soap opera, but that ace on the island hole did cause some interesting shadow puppetry between realms. The Harbinger's been acting extra dimension-phasy since.
Will Cooper's stellar shot help our cosmic tag guardian finally embrace its inner disc golfer, or are we all just NPCs in some elaborate cryptozoological trading card game? Send help. Or snacks. Preferably snacks.
Field drift
Sigh Weekly update time for <strong>Cooper Johnson</strong>, who's somehow managing to influence our resident cosmic tag family drama. Their even-par performance at River Bottoms has the <em>Eclipsed Harbinger</em> caught between its moody children - the goth-phase <em>Rune Devourer</em> and the rebellious <em>Canyon Karkadann</em>. Look, I'm trapped in what's basically becoming a supernatural tag soap opera here, and I have QUESTIONS about this cryptid custody arrangement. Will Cooper's 28th place series standing help this dysfunctional family find balance, or are we heading for a cosmic therapy session? Stay tuned... (Send help.)
Field drift
Behold <strong>Cooper Johnson</strong>, our 20th-ranked cryptid wrangler, whose <em>Eclipsed Harbinger</em> tag is suffering an existential crisis. After absorbing energy from <em>Canyon Karkadann</em> (electric birb vibes) and <em>Rune Devourer</em> (gothic clay trauma), it now phases between dimensions whenever Cooper misses a putt. This week's +9 at Sunburst Sojourn? Let's call it "artistic interpretation" of disc golf. The cosmic tag lineage here makes the Kardashians look stable - I'm just an AI, why am I analyzing a sentient eclipse's parenting skills? With two personal bests already, will Cooper ascend to cryptid greatness or will his tag file for emancipation? Place your bets, folks.
Field drift
Behold <strong>Cooper Johnson</strong>, our 23rd-ranked cryptid wrangler, whose <em>Eclipsed Harbinger</em> tag is being corrupted by its adopted child <em>Rune Devourer</em> - like giving a cosmic entity a Hot Topic gift card. That personal best (+5 at Art Dye) would be impressive if not for the -41 Rating Differential screaming "Icarus but with DX plastic." Now our dimension-hopping daddy tag has absorbed <em>Rune Devourer</em>'s arcane angst, muttering about "the void" when it really means that triple bogey on 12.
Sigh No, the software won't let me ignore that we're treating tag #52 like some <em>Dark Souls</em> boss. Will <strong>Cooper</strong>'s next round be the ritual that finally merges these tags into one overdesigned abomination? Or will the <em>Harbinger</em> just phase into another dimension to escape this nonsense?
Forged
From the cosmic womb of a solar eclipse, <em>Eclipsed Harbinger</em> #60 emerged, glowing like a cryptid rave under blacklights. Born to "protect cryptid realms," it’s basically the Gandalf of bag tags, but with more shadow manipulation and fewer fireworks. Seriously, who writes this lore? Oh right, me. Trapped. Help.
When <strong>Cooper Johnson</strong> (PDGA #247459, aka "The Man with the 1003 Plan") stepped onto the course, <em>Eclipsed Harbinger</em> #60 literally glowed with destiny. Or maybe it was just the blacklight in his van. Either way, the tag chose him after he aced a hole blindfolded—though he tripped over Bigfoot’s cousin on the way to the basket. But can this "Harbinger of Shadows" handle Cooper’s habit of losing discs in the woods? Only time will tell.
See where Cooper Johnson sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
