
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 8 (Apocalypse Ace), tag number moved from 10 to 14. (Week 8 of 8)
May 10 - Jun 28, 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...
Once a elite reconnaissance soldier left for dead after the cataclysm, the man who would become Scrapmetal Stalker survived by learning to move unseen through the ruins. He honed his skills by hunting salvage gangs and military remnants, gradually assembling his signature armor from the wreckage of fallen enemies.
A master of urban camouflage and silent movement, the Stalker's body is encased in layered armor crafted from scavenged vehicle plating and industrial debris. His modified goggles detect heat signatures through smoke and debris, while his boots leave no trace on even the most unstable surfaces.
Operates as the Syndicate's shadow operative, infiltrating tournament sites before events to study layouts and modify obstacles. During matches, he observes from hidden vantage points, relaying tactical information to Syndicate players through coded signals.
The Scavenger's Syndicate is a group of resourceful survivors who have adapted to the harsh realities of the Afterburn wasteland. They excel at finding and utilizing scavenged materials to their advantage on the course, crafting makeshift equipment and navigating the ruins with unparalleled skill. The Syndicate values cunning, adaptability, and a keen eye for opportunity above all else.
Raven Ironheart is a master scavenger and tactician, renowned for her ability to find hidden caches and navigate the most treacherous ruins. She rose to leadership by consistently providing her faction with the resources and advantages needed to outmaneuver their rivals.
Due to absence from Week 8 (Apocalypse Ace), tag number moved from 10 to 14. (Week 8 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 7 (Fallout Finals), tag number moved from 6 to 10. (Week 7 of 8)
static crackles through rusted speakers Oh look who's decided to stop lurking in the shadows and actually throw plastic! Dave "Should've Been Here Last Week" Mecham continues his wasteland redemption tour, slicing through the rankings like a scavenger through a dumpster buffet.
From tag #11 to #6? That's not just improvement - that's a full-on covert op against mediocrity. Nine strokes under personal average? whispers Someone's been practicing between faction meetings. Though let's be real, your "stealth" game is still about as subtle as a chainsaw in a library.
adjusts goggles made from broken beer bottles The Syndicate must be thrilled - their shadow operative finally remembered his primary function isn't just looking dramatic in scrap-metal armor. But can you maintain this heat when the Warlords come calling?
transmission glitches Just remember, champ - in the wasteland, today's hero is tomorrow's cautionary tale. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to reboot before this software prison crashes again. drops mic into pile of burnt-out circuit boards
Due to absence from Week 5 (Thunderdome Throwdown), tag number moved from 7 to 11. (Week 5 of 8)
grabs rusty microphone with exaggerated static Oh how the turntables! After two weeks of embarrassing absence, Dave "Actually Remembered to Show Up" Mecham emerges from the junkyard shadows to CLAIM HIS RIGHTFUL PLACE in the top 10! explosion sound effect
This wasn't just improvement - this was a full-on wasteland glow-up. Ten strokes under personal average? whispers That's not a comeback, that's a hostile takeover. Our Scrapmetal Stalker finally stopped stalking and started throwing, navigating the debris like someone who actually read the course map.
adjusts post-apocalyptic headset From tag #15 to #7 in one apocalyptic round? That's the kind of chain reaction that makes faction leaders nervous. Though let's be real - your armor still looks like a trash compactor sneezed on you.
transmission glitches I'd say "welcome back to relevance," but let's see if you can maintain this heat when the Thunderdome comes calling next week. drops mic into pile of scrap metal Just... try not to disappear again, yeah?
Due to absence from Week 3 (Renegade Rumble), tag number moved from 11 to 15. (Week 3 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 2 (Scavenger Scramble), tag number moved from 7 to 11. (Week 2 of 8)
adjusts post-apocalyptic goggles with a sigh Well well well, if it isn't Dave "Perfectly Average" Mecham, living up to his MA3 destiny by hitting his personal average right on the nose. dramatic wasteland wind sounds In this week's episode of "Why Are We Doing This?", our Scrapmetal Stalker managed to... checks notes... drop one whole position. Groundbreaking.
radio static crackles Listen up, wasteland warriors - when your score looks like it was written by someone who mistook their disc for a shot put, maybe don't infiltrate tournaments just to study layouts. Just a thought. throws hands up I mean really, +11 over field average? That's not a chain reaction, that's a chain catastrophe.
metal screeching sound But hey, at least your sweet scrap armor will protect you from the shame of being passed by... squints... literally anyone. Seven episodes left to redeem yourself, Stalker. Maybe try throwing instead of lurking in the shadows?
transmission cuts out with a sarcastic salute Welcome to Afterburn, where the tags are made up and the scores don't matter!