Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptGlitch in Reality's Recording
TroubleZero That Never Arrives
Freezing Fog and StaticYour Loft Means NothingAnchor to the Mud
Legend speaks of a master recording from the first Monday night league that was left out during a solar eclipse, absorbing the dying light and the birth of the forest's mist. When the tape was finally played, it did not show the competition; it showed the future of the arena collapsing under its own weight. The resulting glitch in reality crystallized into this artifact, a remnant of a timeline where the sunrise never came and the darkness became solid.
The air around this entity ripples with visible scan lines and tracking errors that blur the boundaries between the physical and the recorded. It leaches heat from its surroundings, creating a micro-climate of freezing fog and static electricity that causes hair to stand on end. Any object passing through its aura experiences a sudden increase in gravitational pull, as if the world itself is trying to correct a mistake in its own code.
Guardian of the terrestrial law. It punishes the hubris of those who think they can stay aloft forever, providing the anchor that drags the ethereal back into the mud. It is the silent judge that waits at the edge of the fog, ensuring that every rise is met with an equally devastating fall and that no one escapes the reality of the ground.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
Forged from a glitch in the timeline, the Analog Anathema is a recording of a future that never happened. It carries the chill of a dead sunrise and the static hum of a corrupted reality. It doesn't just want to be carried; it wants to be the only signal left on the airwaves. Good luck.
Scott Romney’s hand closed around Tag #16, the Analog Anathema. The air crackled with the scent of ozone and decaying film. In his palm, the world flickered—just for a second—and he saw the fairway not as it was, but as a grainy, collapsing memory. The tag wasn't found; it was a broadcast from a dead channel, and now he was its only signal. The Culling had a new glitch in the system.
Forged
Week 9
assigned #16
adjusts headset through a wall of static Scott Romney walked into The Culling unrated and walked out carrying the Analog Anathema—a tag that doesn't just want to be thrown, it wants to BE the only broadcast left on the dial. With a field average sitting at 49.6 and Romney posting 15, we're looking at a -34.6 delta that suggests the newcomer either played in a different league or forgot disc golf involves actually throwing toward the basket. The tag's origin story promised a glitch in reality; Romney delivered one—not through supernatural loft, but through the kind of scorekeeping that makes the booth's sponsorship contracts weep. From Tag #0 to Tag #16 in a single week is the arena's way of saying "welcome to The Culling; your signal just became very, very weak." The Analog Anathema doesn't just carry the chill of a dead sunrise anymore—it carries the weight of a player who's about to either embrace the darkness or find his way back out.
See where Scott Romney sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
