
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 7 (Moral Imperative), tag number moved from 3 to 29. (Week 7 of 8)
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...
Colonel Marcus Vex volunteered for experimental neural augmentation after witnessing what he perceived as weakness undermining Steel Eagle operations. The procedure fused his consciousness with an advanced compliance enforcement protocol, transforming him into a living extension of Commander Thorne's authority. Now he serves as both inspiration and warning to other operatives about the price of absolute loyalty.
Crimson Authority's cybernetic enhancements include neural-linked combat armor that responds to his emotional state, turning deeper shades of red as his authority is challenged. His augmented vocal cords can broadcast compliance frequencies directly into nearby operatives' neural implants, while his enhanced optical systems display real-time loyalty assessments as crimson targeting overlays. The fusion of human determination with machine precision makes him nearly unstoppable in enforcing Steel Eagle's will.
Serves as Commander Thorne's ultimate enforcement mechanism, ensuring absolute compliance with Steel Eagle's chain of command through both psychological intimidation and direct neural intervention. His presence alone triggers automatic loyalty verification protocols in nearby operatives' implants.
The Echo Sentinels are the steadfast defenders of Steel Eagle, unwavering in their dedication to the chain of command and the mission. They believe that order and discipline are the keys to victory, and that the ends justify the means.
A decorated veteran and true believer in Steel Eagle's cause, Commander Thorne leads the Echo Sentinels with an iron will and a singular focus on victory at any cost. He expects nothing less than total obedience from his operatives.
Due to absence from Week 7 (Moral Imperative), tag number moved from 3 to 29. (Week 7 of 8)
alarms blaring in the digital void
BREAKING: Greg "The Bureaucrat" Sorensen just pulled off the most violent corporate takeover since... well, ever. This MPO desk jockey went from rank 67 straight to the executive suite at #3, proving that even in Steel Eagle's dystopian nightmare, middle management can still yeet its way to the top.
flips through holographic personnel files
Greg's round was textbook tactical efficiency - matching his personal average while outperforming the field by 2.6 strokes. Not flashy, just ruthlessly consistent. The kind of performance that gets you promoted from "expendable asset" to "suddenly in charge of other expendable assets."
neural compliance protocols glitching
And here I thought Crimson Authority was just a fancy name for someone who alphabetizes their discs. But 64 ranks in one week? That's not a promotion - that's a hostile takeover with extra steps. Next week's mission briefing better include hazard pay for anyone standing between Greg and tag #1.
sighs in forced corporate enthusiasm
Remember operatives: In Steel Eagle, your bag tag isn't just plastic - it's a neural-linked reminder that someone, somewhere, is always climbing over your cybernetically-enhanced corpse. Stay vigilant.
sigh Look, some mid-level bureaucrat at Steel Eagle HQ watched too much Judge Dredd and decided what their experimental neural program REALLY needed was a walking, talking HR violation. Enter Colonel Vex, who literally let them wire "middle management energy" directly into his brain. Now he's basically a cybernetic hall monitor with delusions of grandeur and mood ring armor. Because nothing says "tactical superiority" like turning yourself into a sentient compliance manual. What's next, a tag that enforces proper form on hyzer throws?
adjusts neural interface with visible irritation
Oh great, now I'm narrating recruitment videos? So Greg Sorensen walks into Steel Eagle HQ, flashes his PDGA #32934 like it's some kind of security clearance, and suddenly the brass thinks "967 rating? Perfect middle management material!" They slap Crimson Authority on him faster than you can say "tactical disc selection." Because nothing screams "command potential" like consistent bogey avoidance, right? Will Greg's putting prowess translate to actual authority, or is he destined for the same bureaucratic limbo as his cybernetic predecessor?