Due to absence from Week 8 (Heart of Darkness), tag number moved from 12 to 14. (Week 8 of 8)
Beastbane Scout
Chains of the Chupacabra @ Bingham Creek·Competition group Shadowmane Hunters·
Challenge · numbers move by duel
Andrew Wills
MPO
Season Arc · Chains of the Chupacabra @ Bingham Creek
2
#14Now
#12Best
#12Started
70Weeks
Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleHigh ConceptObsidian-Tooled Beastbane Forward Observer
TroubleEyes Glow in the Dark
Bone-Charm Decorated Gear
Light as a Shadow
Your OB Shots Amuse Me
Born from the need to counter the Chupacabra's stealth, Beastbane Scouts are jungle survival experts trained in cryptid behavioral patterns. Many were former trackers or indigenous guides recruited by Ixchel after surviving cryptid encounters.
Possess enhanced night vision from years of low-light operations. Skin marked with ritual scar patterns for camouflage. Carry lightweight obsidian-edged tools that leave minimal scent trails. Nervous systems show abnormal resistance to supernatural fear effects.
Specialized forward observers who map cryptid movements and identify lairs, planting tracking sigils and disrupting blood magic rituals before main hunter forces arrive.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyDue to absence from Week 7 (Altar of Bones), tag number moved from 12 to 12. (Week 7 of 8)
Beastbane Scout #12’s Origin Story:
Forged in the depths of a jungle Starbucks (yes, really), this tag was once a humble barista’s nametag—until a Chupacabra mistook it for prey. Now imbued with "enhanced night vision" (read: caffeine-induced insomnia) and "ritual scar patterns" (HR’s disciplinary notes), it stalks the fairways like Predator at a disc golf meetup. Because nothing says "elite cryptid hunter" like a plastic tag that still smells faintly of pumpkin spice. Why are we like this?
Ah, the <em>Beastbane Scout #12</em>—freshly caffeinated and already making poor life choices. It slithered through the jungle Starbucks vents (HR still hasn’t fixed those) and latched onto <strong>Andrew Wills</strong> (PDGA #35853, allegedly a "947-rated cryptid wrangler"). Was it his flawless hyzer flips? His uncanny ability to lose discs in plain sight? No. The tag smelled his pumpkin spice body wash and mistook him for its barista soulmate. Now it’s his problem. Can a man who probably owns cargo shorts truly tame a Chupacabra’s espresso rage?
See where Andrew Wills sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
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