Season Arc · Ferris Bueller’s Way Off (In the Woods) @ Dragonfly
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#4Now#4Best#4Started31Weeks
Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptBureaucratic Ghost of Unverified Presence
TroubleObsessed With Every Empty Desk
Ink-Stained Ledger FingersYour Attendance Amuses MeCold Draft of Judgment
Forged not in fire but in the endless, fluorescent-lit corridors of administrative purgatory, the Attendance Auditor was born from the first sigh of a truant officer realizing a student had slipped the net. It coalesced from the collective frustration of missed sign-in sheets, unconvincing forged notes, and the chilling void of an empty desk where a combatant should be. The entity is a literal manifestation of the bureaucratic principle that an unverified presence is a threat to the entire system, given form and a terrible, quiet purpose by the Detention Squad's obsessive need to account for every soul under their jurisdiction.
The Auditor exerts a subtle, constant pressure, a psychic gravity that makes skipping an engagement feel physically arduous, as if moving through syrup. Its primary power is the Mark of Truancy—a cold, silver-glyph tally that appears on the bearer's dominant hand after any absence, glowing faintly and only fading after a string of flawless attendances. The entity can also briefly project a shimmering, translucent ledger page that displays a competitor's recent engagement history to any Squad member who looks upon them, turning social encounters into involuntary audits.
The living indictment of the uncommitted. It is the cold calculus that transforms personal choice into a quantifiable deficit, a companion that ensures your presence is never just your own business. It shadows those on the edge of forfeiture, its silent judgment a heavier burden than any direct confrontation, forcing the bearer to either solidify their standing or have their lapses etched into the arena's permanent record.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
Forged in the fluorescent dread of a truant officer's sigh, this tag is the physical manifestation of a missed sign-in sheet. It doesn't care about your score, only your presence. Its cold, bureaucratic soul finds purpose in the simple, crushing math of attendance—a ledger given plastic form, waiting to mark the first hand it deems unworthy.
The fluorescent hum of the booth flickered as the algorithm processed the week's data. Colton Bunker's name, absent from the ledger, triggered a silent alarm in the system's administrative heart. From the void of missed engagements, a cold, bureaucratic presence stirred. The plastic of Tag #4, the Attendance Auditor, grew warm, then cold as ice. It had found its first case file. The Mark of Truancy awaited its canvas.
See where Colton Bunker sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round