
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Phantom Justice crawled from a dumpster fire of betrayal - framed Steel Eagle op, left for scrap in neon alleys. Some back-alley cyber-surgeon went full Westworld reboot with monomolecular blades and justice protocols. Now this glitchy vigilante tag thirsts for… sigh disc golf retribution? Really? Who writes this fanfic? When will 84 realize chainsaws beat putters?
Amidst flickering neon and synth-rain, Jared Cloward PDGA#296066 stumbled upon Phantom Justice glinting in a dumpster puddle. The tag’s justice protocols scanned his 867 rating and thwipped onto his bag like a cybernetic leech. "Operative located," it buzzed, mistaking his Tuesday league round for rebellion against the DiscCorp regime. Will this "Chosen One" deliver righteous birdies or just whiff into the dystopian shrubbery?