
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Oh, you want the epic origin story of Glitch Renegade? Fine. Picture this: A rogue surveillance tech (because of course it’s a rogue surveillance tech) got sick of watching Karens litter in the park and cops taking 4-hour lunch breaks. So they hacked the city’s security grid, found all the dirty laundry, and—whoops—accidentally turned themselves into a digital ghost. Now they haunt the fairways, scrambling RFID tags like a DJ screwing up a drop.
"I used to track criminals… now I just track my terrible OB rate."
(Yes, this is basically The Matrix if Neo threw forehands.)
Why are we like this?