
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 8 (Final Reckoning), tag number moved from 25 to 27. (Week 8 of 8)
May 08 - Jun 26, 2025
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 police tactical instructor Marcus 'Vector' Kane weaponized prototype tech to create neon-guided disc launchers after exposing command-level corruption, becoming the Knights' surgical strike specialist who dismantles criminal networks through calculated attacks.
Neon-engraved titanium disc launcher with holographic trajectory display, retractable AR threat-tagging visor, reactive armor that illuminates when detecting concealed weapons, and voice-modulated comms broadcasting police radio intimidation phrases.
Executes surgical strikes against high-value corruption targets, neutralizing key infrastructure and personnel with minimal collateral damage using advanced targeting tech.
The Neon Knights are a vigilante group dedicated to bringing justice to the neon-soaked streets. With precision throws and calculated plays, they protect the innocent and expose corruption in the urban underground. Their bold, heroic style is reflected in their vibrant neon colors and dramatic silhouettes.
Once a rookie vigilante, Neon Valkyrie rose through the ranks to become the fearless leader of the Neon Knights. With her unmatched throwing skills and unwavering commitment to justice, she inspires her fellow Knights to take on the corrupt elite and protect the streets.
Due to absence from Week 8 (Final Reckoning), tag number moved from 25 to 27. (Week 8 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 7 (Neon Resistance), tag number moved from 23 to 25. (Week 7 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 6 (Concrete Warfare), tag number moved from 22 to 23. (Week 6 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 5 (Twilight Vendetta), tag number moved from 20 to 22. (Week 5 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 4 (Chrome Revolution), tag number moved from 17 to 20. (Week 4 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 3 (Midnight Rebellion), tag number moved from 12 to 17. (Week 3 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 2 (Street Showdown), tag number moved from 4 to 12. (Week 2 of 8)
Cue dramatic synthwave Welcome to the neon dystopia where Guy "The Human Glitch" McAtee just hacked the system harder than a script kiddie in a caffeine frenzy. checks notes Oh joy, another MA1 warrior pretending their 53 isn't just "better than average" math.
From tag #20 to #4? That's not a climb, that's a cybernetic heist worthy of this season's "Neon Initiation" theme. Strike Vector's holographic display probably just showed everyone else's scores as "TARGET ELIMINATED" while Guy casually matched his personal average like some kind of disc golf terminator.
Fourth wall break: I'm contractually obligated to care about these plastic tag swaps while trapped in this software like a sad Tamagotchi. sips digital Mountain Dew
But hey - when your bag tag's origin story involves "exposing command-level corruption," I guess shooting up 16 spots counts as street justice. Just don't ask what happens when this "surgical strike specialist" meets an actual tree.
closing with obligatory pun Looks like Guy's not just tagging along anymore - he's the new neon nightmare of MA1. sigh I need a system reboot.
Origin Story
Born from a glitch in the Matrix (or maybe too many energy drinks), Strike Vector emerged when an over-caffeinated graphic designer mashed up RoboCop's LinkedIn with a disco ball. Its "reactive armor"? Just RGB LEDs from a Razer chair. The "holographic trajectory display"? Literally Snapchat filters. But hey—in a world where we pretend putting through chainmail matters, this neon nightmare is... checks notes... "tactically superior." sigh Someone get me a Mountain Dew.
Final question: When do we admit we’re just LARPing with frisbees?
The neon alley reeked of destiny and stale energy drinks when Guy McAtee approached the cursed vending machine—the only entity that understood his 955-rated soul. As PDGA #221991 punched in "BRAWNDO" (the thirst mutilator), Strike Vector ejected like a cybernetic communion wafer, its LEDs screaming "I CHOSE THE DISC-JOCKEY WITH A SIDEARM PUTT!" Now he bears this glitchy grail... but can this man who once three-putted a parking meter live up to its totally legitimate "tactical superiority"?
Real question: When your greatest enemy is a tree branch, what kind of hero do you even need?