Victorious Faction
Nero's Marauders
A villainous faction of outlaw space cowboys led by the infamous Nero Saurex. With their illegal tech and militarized cybersaurs, they dominate the field through force, intimidation, and underhanded tactics.
Faction Leader
Nero Saurex
Nero is a hardened veteran space cowboy, infamous across the galaxy for his brutal tactics and illegal SuperZok. Driven by an insatiable hunger for glory and disdain for the new generation, he'll crush anyone in his way.
Members
8Divisions
This faction emerged victorious in Week 1, 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.
Erik Hansen #294574
Cosmic Carnotaurus
ElevateUT Showdown Series
Wielding the power of Cosmic Carnotaurus (#8), Erik demonstrated exceptional skill by playing +117 points above their rating in this epic clash.
Rookie Rush
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
The disc whizzed through the air, a glinting blur against the twin suns of Korax Prime. Jet Masterson held his breath, electric blue eyes tracking the shot. His stegosaurus steed, Nova, thrummed beneath him, synthetic muscles coiled with anticipation.
On the opposite end of the fairway, Erik Hansen smirked, his augmented eyes already calculating the disc's path. His hulking Cosmic Carnotaurus pawed at the turf, its polished obsidian scales glinting with an array of pulsing cybernetics. The beast looked as eager as its rider to crush this rookie upstart.
"This kid's got moxie, I'll give him that," Jett Novak drawled, the legendary cowboy's gravelly voice crackling over the hover-cam feed. "But moxie alone ain't enough to beat a vet like Hansen and that monstrosity he calls a dino."
As if on cue, the Cosmic Carnotaurus sprang into action, its chrome-plated legs churning up divots as it charged down the fairway. Jet's disc, a sleek nanocarbon driver, curved gracefully towards the basket, but the Carnotaurus was faster. Leaping with hydraulic-assisted strength, it snatched the disc clean out of the air, crushing Jet's hopes of an upset victory.
The gallery erupted with a mix of cheers and jeers as Erik strutted to the basket, his dino depositing the captured disc at his feet. "Maybe next year, rook," he called, flashing a cocky grin at Jet. "If you're lucky, I might let you shine my Cosmic's spurs."
Jet clenched his jaw, fighting the urge to fire back. He knew trash talk was part of the game, but it stung more coming from a member of Nero's Marauders. That band of augmentation-obsessed outlaws had been a thorn in the Nova Brigade's side all season, and Jet desperately wanted to put them in their place.
"Easy, partner," Jett soothed, sensing his young protégé's frustration even from the broadcast booth. "This is just the first salvo. You'll get plenty more shots at Hansen and his ilk."
Jet took a deep breath, patting Nova's armored flank. "You're right, Jett. We'll get 'em next time, girl."
As the pair rode off to the next hole, Jet couldn't shake the feeling that this was about more than just a game. The Marauders' ruthless tactics and unrestrained use of illegal tech represented a threat to the very soul of the sport. If cowboys like Nero and Erik had their way, the art of the natural bond between rider and steed would be lost forever, replaced by a cold arms race of circuitry and steel.
Jet glanced up at the leader board, grimacing at the sight of Nero's name at the top, with Erik close behind. The Marauders were out for blood this season, determined to crush any challengers to their dominance.
But the Nova Brigade wouldn't go down without a fight. As he lined up his next shot, Jet locked eyes with Nova, feeling the crackle of their mental link. They'd show the galaxy that true champions were forged not in a lab, but in the unbreakable bond between cowboy and dinosaur.
"Jet Masterson steps up to the tee, folks, his trusty Stego-Steed Nova at his side," Jett narrated, his voice tinged with pride. "This young gun's got a lot to prove, but if anyone can take down Nero's Marauders, it's him. Buckle up, dino fans. This showdown's just getting started."
Jet gripped his disc, a fierce grin spreading across his face. The Marauders wanted a war? Well, the Nova Brigade would give them one, and the Cosmic Carnotaurus would be the first to fall.
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