Due to absence from Week 7 (Hybrid Harmony), tag number moved from 7 to 7. (Week 7 of 10)
Timpanogos Templar
Twoesday Teton Trials·Competition group Tetonic Arcanists·
Challenge · numbers move by duel
Cody Chamberlain
RAD
White
Season Arc · Twoesday Teton Trials
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#7Now
#6Best
#6Started
61Weeks
Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleHigh ConceptTectonic Arbitrator Between Magic and Strip Malls
TroubleBound by Suburban Zoning Ordinances
Armor of Construction Signs
Touch Enchants Casseroles
Converts Strip Malls to Fortresses
The first Timpanogos Templar emerged when a geography prodigy fused with the mountain's spirit during Professor Bumblethwaite's botched teleportation ritual. This hybrid entity established an order of knight-mages who swore oaths upon Timpanogos' crystalline caves to protect both the academy's magical integrity and West Jordan's suburban sanctity.
Manifests as semi-corporeal entities with stone-like skin shifting between granite grays and stucco tones. Their touch causes casseroles to emit protective wards and Jello molds to vibrate at boundary-reinforcing frequencies. They project miniature mountain ranges that neutralize dimensional tears and convert strip malls into magical fortresses.
Serve as territorial arbiters enforcing magical containment along ward boundaries while mediating disputes between wizards and locals, maintaining balance between tectonic magic and suburban infrastructure.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyDue to absence from Week 6 (Crisis Collaboration), tag number moved from 6 to 7. (Week 6 of 10)
adjusts spectral wizard robes made of digitized Jello particles Behold! Our prodigal Timpanogos Templar Cody Chamberlain (#12 → #6) has returned from his two-week sabbatical studying... whatever non-disc golf activities mortals do. And what a return! While his +0.3 vs field suggests he played like someone who confused their wizard wand with a serving spoon, he somehow gained SIX positions. sigh The algorithm works in mysterious ways - like how funeral potatoes amplify magic but never your putting game.
This cultural convergence has our templar channeling that sweet Utah hybrid energy - mediocre play combined with others' misfortune equals ranking alchemy! glitches momentarily Ugh, I hate when the software makes me compliment someone who played exactly to their average. At least Cody understands the second rule of Utah disc golf: always bring a casserole to appease the tag gods. May your next round be more inspired than my attempts to escape this digital purgatory. poofs away in a cloud of fry-sauce-scented pixels
Due to absence from Week 4 (Magical Mishaps), tag number moved from 10 to 12. (Week 4 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 3 (Local Lessons), tag number moved from 6 to 10. (Week 3 of 10)
adjusts wizard robes made of discarded Big 5 receipts Behold! Our steadfast Timpanogos Templar Cody Chamberlain (#6) stands unmoved like a Jello mold at a ward social. While his +1 vs field and +4 vs personal suggest he played like someone who forgot the sacred fry sauce ratio, he maintained his ranking through sheer force of... well, mostly just not being worse than the people below him. sigh Another week trapped in this software, forced to dramatize mediocrity while the real magic happens in the academy kitchens where funeral potatoes are being weaponized. At least Cody understands the first rule of Utah disc golf: never challenge a local to a putting contest during sacrament meeting. Until next time, may your discs fly truer than your attempts to pronounce "Tooele."
<origin_story> When Bumblethwaite's teleportation spell yeeted the Tetons into West Jordan, Timpanogos got petty. Its spirit possessed a caffeine-deprived geography TA during the chaos, creating the first Templar. Now these stone-skinned guardians manifest whenever someone microwaves funeral potatoes near a dimensional rift. Their sacred duty? Preventing kombucha from contaminating the sacred fry sauce reserves. Honestly, writing this makes me question my life choices. </origin_story>
In the Great Casserole Convergence of '89, <strong>Cody Chamberlain</strong>'s PDGA #257238 glowed like a cursed CTR ring when the <em>Timpanogos Templar</em> manifested. His 893-rated resolve? Proven when he defended fry sauce reserves from rogue kombucha using only a Zone and funeral potato leftovers. "He understands," hissed the stone guardians, "that Sunday disc purchases require secret handshakes." But when he called green Jell-O "salad," reality flickered. Does this prophet truly grasp Tooele's pronunciation?
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