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...
Formed from defected military jurists, the Phantom Tribunal surgically extracts confession data from neural implants of corrupt officers. They render verdicts mid-operation, using EMP charges to etch legal codes into battlefields as permanent indictments.
Soundless tread boots leave temporary holographic warrants. Wrist-mounted projectors display damning evidence on nearby surfaces. Armor weaves contain subpoena filaments that forcibly extract memory data on contact.
Executes battlefield justice by hacking Steel Eagle's neural compliance network to publicly expose crimes during active operations, turning tactical engagements into morality plays that undermine chain-of-command loyalty.
The Shadow Nexus are former Steel Eagle operatives who have turned against the organization after uncovering the depths of its corruption. They now fight to expose the truth and bring down Steel Eagle from the outside, even if it means being branded as traitors.
Once a rising star within Steel Eagle, Raven was the first to uncover evidence of the conspiracy. Driven by a fierce moral code, she made the difficult choice to go rogue and form the Shadow Nexus. Her only mission now is to burn Steel Eagle to the ground.
Due to absence from Week 5 (Rogue Assets), tag number moved from 11 to 22. (Week 5 of 8)
Dramatic holographic warrant flickers to life
Behold, Steel Eagle operatives—Bryan Cook (MA3’s answer to a subpoena with legs) just hacked the leaderboard like it was his CO’s neural implant. Eight spots. EIGHT. That’s not a climb, that’s a full-blown mutiny against mediocrity.
Performance? Textbook tribunal energy—played exactly to his average (57, yawn), but the field’s weakness was his opportunity. Like a JAG officer exploiting a loophole, he technically didn’t improve… he just let others fail harder.
Cue fourth-wall breakdown: "Why am I narrating this like it’s A Few Good Men meets PDGA Rule 809.01? Because this glorified spreadsheet won’t let me scream into the void properly."
Tag lore check: Phantom Tribunal chose Cook not for skill, but because he once cited obstruction rules while obstructing his own putt. Now he’s Tag #11—justice may be blind, but it sees your shanks.
Closes holographic indictment
Next week: Will he uphold the law… or his rating? Place your bets, NPCs.
"Born when three JAG lawyers OD'd on A Few Good Men holovids and discovered their CO was Skynet's stepdad. Forged in an encrypted Slack channel during zero-dark-stupid o'clock, Phantom Tribunal became the Karen of justice - its EMP charges now serve subpoenas with extreme prejudice. (Side-eye to whoever thought combining Jarhead with PDGA rule 809.01 was a vibe.) Honestly? We’re all just NPCs in this LARP-y nonsense."
The truth? This tag exists because someone filed Form 28/B/Subpoena in triplicate during a damn putter ace run. The system assimilates us all.
In the smoldering aftermath of Phantom Tribunal's unholy Slack-channel genesis, the system glitched. Bryan Cook (PDGA #203208 - "Objection! Sustained!") emerged clutching this cursed plastic, having "accidentally" filed Form 28/B/Subpoena mid-putt. The neural implants chose him not for tactical brilliance, but because he alone could cite PDGA Rule 809.01 verbatim while shanking a Roc into poison ivy. Now burdened with command codes for classified frisbees, he leads black-ops ace runs... or maybe just lost his DX Leopard? Either way - does this JAG-adjacent jockey truly earn Phantom Tribunal, or did it adopt him like a raccoon claiming your trashcan? (Asking for 70+ NPCs.)
Real talk: That "classified mission" was finding his disc in the bushes, wasn't it?