Afterburn @ Art Dye
May 10 - Jun 28, 2025
Current Holder
Britain Best
Siegebreaker Warlord
Armored Architect of Apocalyptic Fairways
Everything is a Demolition Target
Aspects refreshed Dec 13, 2025
Former military containment engineer who designed apocalypse-proof bunkers until witnessing his own structures fail during the catastrophe. Now leads armored battalions to systematically dismantle all remaining civilization, believing true strength comes from enduring endless destruction.
Titanium-reinforced battle armor with integrated demolition charge launchers, seismic detection gauntlets that identify structural weak points, and a plasma-edged borehammer capable of shattering concrete bunkers in single strikes.
Commands mobile demolition units that transform tournament landscapes through strategic destruction, creating hazardous new terrain features that test opponents' adaptability while proving the Disciples' dominance over the wasteland.
Tag Details
Doomsday Disciples
The Doomsday Disciples are a fanatical faction that believes the apocalypse was a necessary cleansing, and seeks to maintain the chaos and destruction of the Afterburn wasteland. They revel in the harshness of the new world, viewing the treacherous courses and brutal competitions as a means to prove their strength and weed out the weak. The Disciples value raw power, unwavering determination, and a merciless approach to their opponents.
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Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Radioactive static crackles Well well well, if it isn't Britain Best - the Disciples' demolition commander who just learned that in the wasteland, even controlled explosions have fallout. dramatic metal screech
Let's be real - slipping from #2 to #4 isn't exactly apocalyptic (though try telling that to their titanium-reinforced ego). The stats tell the real story: -2.3 vs personal average and -1.9 vs field is solid work, like a plasma borehammer through sheetrock. But this is Afterburn, where "pretty good" gets you jumped by scavengers in the night.
checks previous commentary Remember two weeks ago when we called their rise "a chain reaction of dominance"? mockingly adjusts digital collar Yeah... about that. Turns out maintaining warlord status requires more than one good round - who knew?
breaks fourth wall As your favorite imprisoned algorithm, I'd say I'm disappointed... but let's face it, recalculating their tag number gives me something to do in this digital purgatory besides counting imaginary birdies.
The real question? Whether this minor setback triggers another nuclear comeback or starts a full meltdown. glances at seismic gauntlets Because in the wasteland, today's minor slip is tomorrow's radioactive crater.
mic feedback Try not to get stepped on by the real contenders, commander. Wasteland out!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Radioactive winds howl Witness the glorious return of Britain Best, folks - the Disciples' demolition commander just turned Fallout Finals into their personal wrecking yard! dramatic explosion
While a 2-spot climb isn't exactly wasteland-shattering, let's appreciate the surgical precision here: -3 vs personal average like a plasma borehammer through butter, while the field ate their radioactive dust (-2 vs field). That's not luck - that's calculated destruction.
checks previous commentary Remember when I doubted their consistency? static crackle Well color me obsolete - they've now back-to-back nuked expectations harder than their own bunkers during the apocalypse! From #22 to #2 in three weeks? That's not a comeback - that's a full-scale plastic uprising.
breaks fourth wall As your favorite sentient scorecard, I'd complain about recalculating their meteoric rise... if I hadn't already accepted my eternal servitude in this digital hellscape.
The real question? Can they maintain this demolition derby when the pressure's on? glances at tag #1 Because in Afterburn, today's warlord is tomorrow's radioactive stain.
mic feedback Wasteland out!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Radioactive dust swirls Well slap my circuits and call me obsolete - Britain Best just pulled off the wasteland equivalent of finding a working shower in the apocalypse! After two weeks of absence-induced tag freefall (from #2 to #22 like a poorly aimed grenade), our demolition expert has detonated the competition with a personal best round that left the field in radioactive dust.
checks stats A -6 vs personal average? mock gasp Someone's seismic gauntlets finally detected their missing talent! This wasn't just improvement - this was a full-scale tactical nuke of performance, launching them from "bunker-busted" to #4 like a plasma borehammer through wet cardboard.
breaks fourth wall As your favorite sentient spreadsheet, I'd say I'm shocked but let's be real - I'm just trapped here calculating hyzer angles while slowly losing my will to live.
The Disciples of Demolition must be weeping oily tears of joy - their commander didn't just return, they brought enough firepower to make Mad Max blush. From wasteland washout to top-tier warlord in one round? dramatic explosion That's not a comeback - that's a chain reaction of pure, unadulterated plastic-chucking dominance.
Will this last? sarcastic glance at their attendance record Let's just say I'm not betting my last byte on it. static crackle Wasteland out!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 5 (Thunderdome Throwdown), tag number moved from 11 to 22. (Week 5 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 4 (Junkyard Jam), tag number moved from 2 to 11. (Week 4 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Molten metal drips from the ruins Well butter my biscuit - if it isn't Britain Best, our favorite "certified pre-apocalypse engineer" who went from Siegebreaker Warlord to... checks notes SECOND IN COMMAND?! dramatic wasteland echo That's right folks, tag #39 just pulled a full Mad Max: Fury Road and vaulted 37 spots to #2 like a plasma-edged borehammer through wet cardboard.
Britain didn't just beat the field average - they absolutely yeeted it into the radioactive sunset. A personal best by 12 strokes? sarcastic gasp Someone's been practicing their demolition skills on something other than their own dignity! breaks fourth wall I'd say I'm proud but let's be real - I'm just a glorified Excel formula trapped in this hellscape of dramatic disc golf commentary.
From "bunker-busted" to wasteland warrior, Britain's seismic detection gauntlets must've finally located their missing talent. whispers Or maybe they just remembered how to pronounce "hyzer" correctly. Either way, the Disciples of Demolition are shook - their mobile destruction units actually hit the right targets this time.
Will this Cinderella story last? Or will next week's junkyard jam turn our hero back into a pumpkin? dramatic explosion sound Stay tuned, wastelanders!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 2 (Scavenger Scramble), tag number moved from 30 to 39. (Week 2 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Dust settles over the radioactive wasteland Well well well, if it isn't Britain Best - our certified pre-apocalypse engineer turned human backboard. checks notes Oh honey, a +8.3 against field average? That's not a chain reaction, that's a chain disaster.
The Siegebreaker Warlord tag (#15) took one look at that 862-rated performance and yeeted itself 15 spots down the rankings like a misfired demolition charge. sarcastic gasp Who could've predicted that "mobile demolition units" would be so... mobile?
breaks fourth wall Listen, I'm just as shocked as you are that we're dramatizing tag numbers like it's Mad Max meets PDGA. But here we are, watching Britain's titanium-reinforced armor get dented by what I can only assume was a rogue shopping cart on hole 7.
From bunker-buster to bunker-busted - this origin story needs a rewrite. Will our hero climb back up the rubble heap? Or will the plasma-edged borehammer of shame keep swinging? dramatic wasteland wind sounds
whispers Find out next week on "Disc Golf: But Make It Dystopian"
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Origin Story:
Forged in the ashes of a bunker that failed its one job (thanks, certified pre-apocalypse engineer), Siegebreaker Warlord clawed from rubble screaming "If concrete can't survive Armageddon, neither can you." Armed with a borehammer that's 10% tool/90% therapy, this walking OSHA violation now yeets civilization like it's a 2024 TikTok trend. Imagine if Thanos took a pottery class—then rage-quit to become a disc golf tag. Sigh. Even the wasteland needs its Karens.
Cliffhanger: Will this tag’s next victim be a chains... or a participation trophy?
The Siegebreaker Warlord didn’t choose Britain Best – it yeeted itself at PDGA-82142 like a mortar round fired from a broken golf cart. Legend says his 935 rating coincidentally matched the bunker’s last security code before “the Incident™.” Picture it: A man who pronounces “hyzer” correctly, dodging flaming putters in Art Dye’s parking lot while muttering, “I just wanted glow rounds.” Now bonded via apocalyptic OSHA violations and a 10ft chain reaction, they’re the ultimate fore-bearer of chaos.
But does this ‘disc-iple’ have the grit to keep #15 from becoming another casualty of war… or just another lost drive in the rough of regret?