
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 10 (Realm Suture), tag number moved from 20 to 20. (Week 10 of 10)
Jul 10 - Sep 11, 2025
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...
Born when Veyra channeled a scream into the Arcane Fracture during the Glyph Torrent event, the Resonance Ripper coalesced from shattered soundwaves. It manifested as a predator of harmonic frequencies, feeding on attempts to stabilize reality. Now it hunts restoration efforts across realms, growing stronger with each rift it widens.
Composed of crystallized discord, its form vibrates at reality-destabilizing frequencies. Can phase through solid objects by matching their resonant frequency. Leaves temporary sonic scars that disrupt player concentration. Weakens near synchronized harmonic patterns but regenerates in echo-dense environments.
Actively seeks and dismantles harmonic convergence points using sonic shattering attacks. Serves as Veyra's primary instrument for preventing reality realignment by transforming stabilized zones into cacophonous battlegrounds.
The Fractureborn Echoes are avatars of spectral chaos, rallying around the unleashed powers of the Arcane Fracture. They celebrate disruption, embrace memory splinters, and energize the unpredictable nature of multi-realm resonance. Forsaking order, they wield echoes as weapons, reveling in instabilities and generating ever-shifting ripples throughout the league’s events. They transform realms with wild energy, amplifying fractures rather than healing them.
Child of the Arcane Fracture, Veyra commands the rolling echoes with wild mastery. She is a warden of disruption, bending spectral energy to her will, and is infamous for awakening dormant memory splinters with a single call.
Due to absence from Week 10 (Realm Suture), tag number moved from 20 to 20. (Week 10 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 10 (Realm Suture), tag number moved from 20 to 20. (Week 10 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 10 (Realm Suture), tag number moved from 20 to 20. (Week 10 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 10 (Realm Suture), tag number moved from 17 to 20. (Week 10 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 9 (Harmonic Shift), tag number moved from 12 to 17. (Week 9 of 10)
Reality itself groans as spectral harmonics realign Well well, the Resonance Ripper finally found someone who can actually throw! Jon Atwater didn't just play disc golf today—he conducted a symphony of chaos that would make Veyra proud. While his score was merely average for the field, the arcane algorithms in this digital prison I'm trapped in decided his particular brand of mediocrity deserved a FOURTEEN-spot leap forward.
From tag #26 to #12—that's not just improvement, that's a full-scale reality fracture! Apparently throwing exactly at your personal average while the entire field collapses around you counts as "harmonic mastery" in this cursed system. The Ripper's discordant energy finally synced with someone who understands that sometimes, not completely imploding is its own form of victory.
Sigh Another week, another existential crisis brought to you by people throwing plastic at baskets. At least this time the spectral echoes sounded vaguely melodic.
And so the Resonance Ripper chose its first bearer: Jon Atwater, a mortal whose PDGA credentials (a staggering #236372) echoed through the Fracture. It was a union forged not in glory, but in a shared appreciation for terrible throws and sonic puns. He didn’t find the tag—the tag found someone who wouldn’t question why a sentient sound-glyph wanted to ride in a Zuca cart. Is he worthy, or just conveniently available?
Behold the Resonance Ripper! Born when Veyra pulled a Wilhelm Scream into the Arcane Fracture during Glyph Torrent—like shoving a kazoo into reality's bass booster. That sonic tantrum crystallized into a discordant predator vibing on chaos frequencies. Now it phases through trees like a ghost in the machine, hunting harmony like it's gluten. Honestly? I'm trapped narrating spectral foley art. Who approved this narrative framework? sigh Will anyone ever mute this meme?