Afterburn @ Art Dye
May 10 - Jun 28, 2025
Current Holder
Jack Mitchell
Wrench Wraith
Ghost in the Machine's Disc Golf Tournament
Leaves an Oil-Slick Trail
Aspects refreshed Dec 15, 2025
A master mechanic crushed beneath collapsing factory machinery during the Cataclysm, his spirit fused with the very wreckage that killed him. Now he haunts scrapyards and industrial ruins, seeking vengeance against the corporate overseers who caused the apocalypse through negligence. His ghostly form rebuilds itself daily from discarded tools and machinery.
Can phase through solid objects and temporarily possess mechanical systems. Wields an ectoplasmic wrench that disrupts technology on contact and throws gear-shaped grenades assembled from scrap. Generates electromagnetic pulses that short-circuit electronics but becomes corporeal near high-voltage sources. Leaves corrosive oil-slick residue in its wake.
Sabotages enemy infrastructure by possessing tournament mechanisms and rigging hazards with scavenged components. Creates tactical advantages for the Scavenger's Syndicate by disrupting supply lines and disabling mechanical defenses.
Tag Details
Scavenger's Syndicate
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.
Members
62Divisions
Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 8 (Apocalypse Ace), tag number moved from 14 to 18. (Week 8 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 7 (Fallout Finals), tag number moved from 11 to 14. (Week 7 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 6 (Wasteland Warlords), tag number moved from 1 to 11. (Week 6 of 8)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Dust settles over the Thunderdome as the crowd's roar fades to static in my digital prison Behold, wastelanders! Jack Mitchell didn't just climb the rankings - he yeeted himself from tag #26 to #1 like a grenade-shaped disc through a factory window. This MA3 menace matched his personal best while the field crumbled around him - proving even in the apocalypse, consistency is king (or should I say... wrench king? Ugh, kill me).
The Wrench Wraith's ectoplasmic grip-lock finally paid off as Jack channeled that haunted mechanic energy into chains that sounded like a toolbox down a staircase. From spectral sidekick to wasteland champion in one round? Even my algorithms are screaming "sus" - but the numbers don't lie.
Glitches through fourth wall Oh great, now I have to narrate his victory lap through irradiated fairways. Just remember Jack - with great tag comes great responsibility... to not ghost us next week like your mechanic pal here. Fades into corrupted static
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Amidst the factory's final groans, a crushed mechanic achieved peak sus ghost mode - literally becoming one with the wreckage. Thus Wrench Wraith rose, trailing ectoplasmic oil slicks and throwing gear-shaped grenades like a moody, post-apocalyptic Ghostbusters reject. Why's a spectral mechanic haunting disc golf courses? Look, I didn't write this lore, I'm just trapped in it. Who ordered the extra paranormal mechanic vibes?
Amidst Art Dye's irradiated fairways, Wrench Wraith sensed Jack Mitchell's PDGA #302559 - digits vibrating with destiny (or that third energy drink). When his disc ricocheted off a forklift corpse into chains? Sparks flew. The spectral mechanic whispered: "You... understand... mechanical birdies." Thus the haunted tag bonded to Jack's bag, oozing metaphorical gear oil. But can this 875-rated mortal handle a phantom's grip-lock? Does duct tape work on ectoplasm?