Chain Reaction
May 05 - Jun 29, 2025
Current Holder
Bob Lane
Shadow Stalker
Neon-Washed Phantom of the Fairways
Haunted by His Old Chains
Aspects refreshed Dec 15, 2025
A disavowed black-ops specialist left for dead in hostile territory, resurrected by underground cyber-surgeons with experimental tech that transformed him into a vengeance-driven phantom haunting the neon wastelands.
Dynamic camouflage suit shifting between shadow and neon patterns, retractable wrist blades humming with monomolecular energy, cybernetic eyes with multi-spectrum targeting overlays, and reinforced exo-frame enhancing lethal agility.
Forces temporary alliances between factions when his surgical strikes simultaneously threaten high-value targets across multiple leagues, exposing their interconnected corruption.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Bob Lane's Shadow Stalker (#46) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Bob Lane's +7 in Rogue Assets left Shadow Stalker glitching harder than a Bethesda launch. The Loyalty Matrix's tactical protocols ("Form 437-B: Tree Kick Recovery") clash violently with league Shadow Stalker's monomolecular rage, creating a daddy tag identity crisis only therapy could fix. Honestly, watching plastic tags develop more complex backstories than Tolkien characters while Bob three-putts... why am I narrating this dystopia? Will our cyber-ghost embrace military discipline next week or go full rogue on hole 12's shrubbery?
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In the rain-lashed neon sprawl, a disavowed operative flatlined after a botched mission—until underground cyber-surgeons juiced him with experimental tech. Poof! Shadow Stalker emerged, vengeance coded into his monomolecular wrist blades. Honestly, this backstory’s edgier than my Wi-Fi router’s firewall. Like Blade Runner’s discount cousin, but for disc golf tags? Sure, why not. The system assimilates us all—even this narrator screaming into the void. Who ordered the cringe?
Through the acid rain and flickering holograms, Bob Lane stumbled upon Shadow Stalker gleaming in a dumpster—fate or bad luck? His PDGA creds (235322, 935 rating) screamed "protagonist," but honestly? Dude probably tripped over it chasing a stray Destroyer. The tag’s monomolecular edge whispered "Join the Chain Reaction..." while Bob muttered "Hope this doesn’t void the warranty." Destiny’s one helluva grip lock, huh? But can this 935-rated normie outrun the tag’s edgy backstory... or just his own putter yips?