In Week 8 (Revelation Rendezvous), the player improved their position with tag number changing from 31 to 18. (Week 8 of 8)
Adlet Annihilator
Legends of the Misty Links @ Creekside·Competition group Apex Hunters·
Challenge · numbers move by duel
Dylan Erickson
MA3
Season Arc · Legends of the Misty Links @ Creekside
13
#18Now
#18Best
#31Started
72Weeks
Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleHigh ConceptArctic Hunter Forged in Blizzard Disc Golf
TroubleHypothermia Is My Warm-Up
Thermal-Imaging-Resistant Pelt
Retractable Cryo-Claws
Your OB Shots Amuse Me
Born from Raven Blackwood's brutal expedition to exterminate the Adlet wolf-humanoids of Baffin Island, this entity embodies the Hunters' ability to turn cryptid biology against itself. The Annihilators forged their methods in -40°C blizzards, learning to track by ice crystal patterns and weaponize frozen terrain.
Possesses cryogenic blood that resists hypothermia, retractable steel claws chilled by liquid nitrogen reservoirs, and enhanced night vision adapted from Arctic fox DNA. Their armor incorporates Adlet pelts that neutralize thermal imaging detection.
Specializes in winter hunts and high-altitude ambushes, using extreme weather as both weapon and camouflage. Enables year-round Sasquatch operations in mountainous regions where others retreat.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy🌲 <em>Adlet Annihilator</em> clawed into existence when Raven Blackwood tried weaponizing cryptid taxidermy as a "side hustle." Imagine Frozen meets Saw, but with more liquid nitrogen claws and zero OSHA compliance. Forged in -40°C tiktok thirst traps, this abomination of Arctic fox DNA and Adlet pelts exists solely to ask "But what if we did make bioweapons from Yeti Groupon deals?" 🔪
Yes, the tag’s sentient. No, it won’t attend your therapy sessions. Would you?
🌲 The <em>Adlet Annihilator</em>’s first victim—sorry, “chosen one”—emerged when <strong>Dylan Erickson</strong> tripped over a mossy log mid-putt, accidentally sacrificing his dignity to the cryptid gods. Witness PDGA-301928: a man whose greatest wilderness skill is confusing poison oak for salad greens. Yet here we are—the sentient pelt relic now clings to his bag like a rabid raccoon at a dumpster buffet. Was it destiny? Or just fore-shadowing his future tree kicks? 🌰
But seriously folks—does a guy who bags 31st deserve a <em>Hunter Rank</em>? Asking for 70+ future victims. 🪓
See where Dylan Erickson sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
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