Victorious Faction
Monster Hunters
The Monster Hunters are a brave team of disc golfers who have taken up the mantle of defending Beacon Hill from the vintage monster invasion. Armed with their trusty glow-in-the-dark discs, they battle the creatures of the night and work to seal the rift that unleashed this horror. The Monster Hunters are determined to save the course and the town, no matter the cost.
Faction Leader
Captain Cassidy "Ace" Zane
A former military sharpshooter, Cassidy "Ace" Zane is the leader of the Monster Hunters. She retired to Beacon Hill for a quiet life of disc golf, but when the monsters invaded, she knew she had to take action. Ace is known for her deadly accurate drives and steely determination in the face of supernatural horrors.
Members
19Divisions
This faction emerged victorious in Week 5, advancing their narrative in the ongoing conflict.
Victory points are calculated based on player performance relative to rating, special achievements like aces and CTPs, and community contributions. Pool multipliers are applied based on division ratings and demographics to ensure balanced competition.
Skyler Hall #301602
Dead Outside Presents: The Monsters of Beacon Hill
Wielding the power of Wicked Wendigo (#5), Skyler demonstrated exceptional skill by playing +861 points above their rating in this epic clash.
Cursed Crater
The Monster Hunters, led by Captain Cassidy "Ace" Zane, have battled through deepening shadows and rising waters to defeat the Gillman at Beacon Hill’s treacherous Swamp of Sorrows, fusing quick thinking with their glow-charged bag tags like Spectral Stalker and Phantom Predator. Professor Hess has advanced their arsenal with UV amplifiers, while teamwork among Derik Thomas and Josh Rowberry has turned the tide against the monster’s watery camouflage. Yet each victory has wrought new changes, as an ancient, rune-etched monolith emerges from the muck and The Brood’s dark sigil lingers at the scene, signaling a bolder threat. The course itself has warped further under the rift’s influence, emboldening fears that power and unity may soon be tested in ways none can foresee. Through bravery and adaptation, the Hunters have endured, but the escalating strangeness and The Brood’s open defiance hint that the worst is still to come. But as the monolith pulses and The Brood’s mark lingers, the Monster Hunters sense the next nightmare lurking just beneath the surface.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
The first throw of the evening skipped across the frozen fairway like a bullet ricocheting off steel, carving frost-fractured lines into the ice before coming to rest near a splintered tree stump. 🔍🥏 The disc’s neon glow revealed intricate cracks—evidence of supernatural pressure building beneath the surface.
Arriving at the frost-bitten course, Professor Hess knelt beside a fallen birch, calibrating her UV amplifiers. “The ice shield around the monolith is resonating with subzero rift energy,” she explained, adjusting the wavelength. 🌲🔦 Steam curled from her breath as she set up barriers of pulsing light to ward off the chill.
A soft pulse in the snow alerted Skyler Hall, their Wicked Wendigo tag glowing with insatiable hunger. 🎯🌨 “It’s tracking the scent of heat,” Skyler murmured, eyes scanning the swirling flurries. Each pulse led deeper into the frozen wasteland, marking a trail to the Wendigo’s lair.
Suddenly, the UV lanes sputtered and died. A rising storm of ice shards and snow obscured the fairway—The Brood at work. ⚔️🌬 From the shadows, dark sigils flared on broken amplifiers as masked figures slipped away, leaving the Monster Hunters stranded in a deadly blizzard.
We regrouped behind a rocky outcrop while Hess rebooted the emitters. I crouched over the fractured ice, inspecting the patterns. “The angles tell us where the rift’s cold is weakest,” I noted, voice low. 🥏 “There’s no such thing as a routine drive when you’re hunting monsters, kid.” My silver-forged putter gleamed in the dim light—standard look, lethal intent.
Skyler armed their heated cheat-disc—red coils humming—to bait the Wendigo’s hunger. On cue, the beast burst from a frozen copse, claws rending ice and snow. In a synchronized volley, our glow discs sliced through the rift frost, melting the creature’s defenses and burning the Wendigo into a plume of steam. 🏆🔥
As the storm eased, the monolith emerged, its runes now aglow with new symbols. Skyler traced the carvings while Hess recorded the readings. A dark Brood sigil lingered near the base, hinting at saboteurs still at large. 🌑🔍 The runes spoke of shadows and hunger intertwined—our next trial already waiting beyond the rift.
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