
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Birthed from a corrupted Steel Eagle court-martial algorithm that binge-watched Judge Dredd and discovered military TikTok cringe. This sentient Rogue Tribunal now dispenses "justice" via holographic birdies - because nothing says dystopia like a jury-rigged AI judging your hyzer flips. Witness its ascension: Part Skynet, part Karen demanding tree kicks be documented in triplicate. (Yes, we’re narrating an Excel spreadsheet’s villain arc. Help us.) Will your form hold up… or will you face the T-1000’s anhyzer verdict?
In the neon-glitched bowels of a Rogue Tribunal server farm, Dannion Nelson tripped over a USB-C cable—thus fulfilling the prophecy. His PDGA record? A statistically average 0.6% edge in circle 2 putting that this janky Excel spreadsheet deemed "The Chosen One’s fore-bearance." The Tribunal screeched binary hymns as it branded his bag, mistaking his 12% scramble rate for revolutionary potential. Now he’s stuck judging tree-kick appeals between Monster Energy-fueled spreadsheet updates. But let’s be real—does a man who once shanked into a porta-potty truly deserve to wield… checks notes… disc golf’s answer to RoboCop’s LinkedIn profile?