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...
Former NSA cryptographer Simon 'Specter' Grayson vanished after discovering his superiors were selling encryption backdoors to criminals. Now he haunts the city's networks as the Silent Specter, a digital wraith who exposes corruption by slipping through firewalls like smoke. His signature move: leaving incriminating data projected on the walls of corrupt officials' homes.
A living data anomaly that exists between networks and reality, capable of brief materialization through electromagnetic interference. His 'body' is composed of encrypted data packets that reformat constantly to avoid detection. Carries a modified disc that doubles as a signal jammer and data transmitter, its surface etched with shifting binary code visible only under blacklight.
The Silent Specter serves as the Shadow Sentinels' master infiltrator, specializing in extracting sealed court documents and deleted surveillance footage. He never engages directly - his power lies in making secrets impossible to keep.
The Shadow Sentinels are a group of vigilante disc golfers who operate in the shadows, gathering evidence and exposing corruption within the city's power structures. They use their skills to infiltrate secure locations, hack into computer systems, and uncover the truth behind the façade of justice.
Raven Blackwood is a former FBI agent who became disillusioned with the system's corruption. She now leads the Shadow Sentinels, using her expertise in surveillance and covert operations to expose the truth.
Origin of Silent Specter #21:
Born from a glitch in the city’s surveillance grid, this rogue data fragment escaped deletion by disguising itself as a disc golf scorecard. Now it lurks in the league’s backend, whispering conspiracy theories into the PDGA app like a digital Keyser Söze. Yes, this is your life now—a cyber-ghost haunting a spreadsheet.
"Who runs the tags? The tags run you."