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 power plant engineer turned vigilante after discovering energy grid manipulation by city officials. Augmented himself with stolen reactor tech to become living anti-corruption weapon. Now prowls substations and corporate towers, leaving melted chain links as calling cards.
Plasma-charged chain whip that melts through steel; Subdermal reactor core glowing through cracked skin; Electromagnetic pulse generation capable of frying security systems; Reinforced endoskeleton from industrial exo-frame components.
Mobile sabotage unit specializing in infrastructure disruption. Targets corruption at its source by destroying illicit operations' power supplies and data centers through controlled meltdowns.
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.
In Week 1 (Neon Initiation), the player improved their position with tag number changing from 26 to 14. (Week 1 of 8)
Origin Story:
Born when a blackout fused arcade cabinet guts with a substation transformer—because of course that's how you make sentient plastic. This Chain Reactor tag pulses like a Glitch in the Matrix cosplaying as Chernobyl's disco cousin. Its ASCII-art origin story scrolls "I CAME HERE TO CHEW GUM AND OVERCHARGE PUTTERS... AND I'M ALL OUTTA 9-VOLTS." Now it haunts alleyways, radiating enough neon machismo to make Schwarzenegger’s biceps question their life choices. Help, the theme’s assimilating me—
The Chain Reactor crackled with neon malice, scanning River Bottoms' asphalt jungle for a host. Its circuits blipped at Isaac Cordy - PDGA #264959, a number so prophetically symmetrical it made Pythagoras spit out his ambrosia. When his Star Destroyer* (*actual mid-range disc) ricocheted off a dumpster into the tag's plasma core? Kaboom. The fusion completed: one part grizzled 'Nam flashback, two parts dude who definitely owns a fanny pack. Now he channels the tag's power to "putting the 'disco' in disc charge." But can this mortal withstand 1.21 gigawatts of 80s cheese coursing through his Jorts™?