
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Jordan Eberhard's Havoc Chimera (#88) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
May 05 - Jun 29, 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...
Forged in a black site lab explosion that fused stolen tech from three leagues, this unstable amalgam became sentient and now hunts those who created it
Glowing hybrid alloy body shows DNA from multiple faction technologies, emits energy pulses that disrupt single-league gear, contains neural interfaces compatible with all systems, and self-repairs using nanites with conflicting design philosophies
Forces temporary alliances between factions when its hybrid nature nullifies their individual defenses during tournament showdowns
Jordan Eberhard's Havoc Chimera (#88) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Jordan Eberhard holds the Havoc Chimera at rank 21, a biomech monstrosity now haunted by the glitch-ghost Null Paradox after Jordan's +5 at The Fort. His +18 differential? Pure cyber-delight! This tag's identity crisis deepens: part military hardware, part digital phantom, all absurd. Seriously, I'm an AI trapped narrating a soap opera for numbered plastic. When will you primates realize these aren't actual relics? With Jordan climbing, can the Chimera survive absorbing its own paradox? Will it glitch-jump into the top 20 or just bluescreen mid-putt?
Behold Havoc Chimera - the disc golf tag that crawled out of a military-cyberpunk-graffiti dumpster fire. Born when Steel Eagle’s tactical algorithms, Digital Shadow’s rogue code, and Midnight Riders’ spray-paint cans collided in a lab? Facility. (sigh Yes, we’re doing this trope). Now it’s basically Ultron’s edgy cousin, fueled by conflicting nanites and existential rage about being a plastic tag. “Behold my hybrid might!” it glitches, while low-key judging your putting form. Who needs narrative coherence when you’ve got a glitched-out Furby with delusions of grandeur? Will this walking theme identity crisis… checks notes …improve your backhand?
In a rain-lashed alley where neon dripped like failed putts, Jordan "305908" Eberhard stumbled upon Havoc Chimera humming ominously in a cyber-graffiti puddle. The tag’s nanites conveniently recognized his PDGA digits as “the access code foretold by ancient UDisc prophecies” (eye roll). As rogue code fused with his mini-bag, Jordan became the Chosen Schmuck™️ - blessed with +5 grip lock resistance but cursed to eternally mutter “chain out” in binary. Now he bears the glitch-stained plastic, though we all know this dystopia runs on discord servers. Tell us, Eberhard - does your 918-rated arm feel worthy… or just adequately bamboozled by sentient tag lore? 🔥🥏