Due to absence from Week 8 (Last Stand), tag number moved from 5 to 5. (Week 8 of 8)
Midnight Wraith
Season Arc · Midnight Riders @ Dragonfly
1Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleFormer black-ops specialist Declan 'Graveyard' Shaw was left for dead in a burning evidence locker. Rebuilt with street surgeon modifications and fueled by vengeance, he now exists between life and death - a living shadow exposing corruption through calculated terror campaigns that turn the city's darkness against itself.
Photoreactive camouflage skin, pneumatic grapple arm system, toxin-laced throwing discs forged from salvaged prison bars, and a voice modulator emitting frequency-jumping whispers that bypass conventional audio detection.
Surgically dismantles protection rackets by turning criminal lieutenants against their bosses through staged supernatural encounters and forged evidence drops.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyDue to absence from Week 6 (Devil's Due), tag number moved from 4 to 5. (Week 6 of 8)
Due to absence from Week 5 (Internal Affairs), tag number moved from 2 to 4. (Week 5 of 8)
Cue dramatic noir voiceover In the rain-slicked alleyways of league night, Detective Roughneck (aka Nathan Andrus) emerged from the shadows with a performance so sharp it could cut through police tape. Surgically dismantling the competition by beating the field average, this MA4 enigma climbed from tag #4 to #2 like a raccoon scaling a dumpster of justice.
Fourth wall break Oh joy, another week trapped in this glorified Excel sheet narrating grown adults chasing plastic. But hey, at least Nathan's photoreactive camouflage finally worked - his score blended right into the winner's circle.
Calling back to last week's dumpster fire origin story: that cursed Staples "Easy" button must've finally stuck, because those toxin-laced discs? Chef's kiss precision. Though let's be real - beating MA4 averages is like winning a footrace against a sloth on Xanax.
Pop culture reference Move over, John Wick - we've got a new boogeyman, and he putts with the cold efficiency of a man who's seen too many 15-foot lip-outs.
Closing thought: If Nathan keeps this up, even his pneumatic grapple arm won't save higher tags from getting yeeted down the rankings. Sigh Wake me when someone actually cashes a check in this dystopian disc opera.
Origin Story:
Born when an edgelord Pinterest board gained sentience, the <em>Midnight Wraith</em> crawled from a dumpster fire of overcaffeinated true crime podcasts and tactical gear unboxing videos. Its "photoreactive camouflage"? Just 37 layers of nihilism and a stolen Staples "Easy" button jury-rigged to mute basic human decency. Legend says it whispers "Live. Laugh. Lawsuit." through a voice modulator that’s literally just a Bluetooth speaker taped to a raccoon skull. (Yes, this backstory somehow passed HR.)
Cliffhanger:
Will this tag’s origin story get more studio rewrites than Speed 2: Cruise Control’s script?
The <em>Midnight Wraith</em> slithered from its dumpster womb when <strong>Nathan Andrus</strong> shanked a putt into a storm drain - because OF COURSE destiny smells like fermented Gatorade and regret. As PDGA# [REDACTED] scrambled through brackish water, the tag’s "photoreactive camouflage" malfunctioned to display his face on a 1997 Geocities "WANTED" page. "Congrats, hero," it hissed through raccoon-dentured speakers, "your 327-rated backhand fore-shadowed this moment." Now he carries corporate-America’s edgiest mistake in his bag. But can this man who once three-putted from 15ft survive bearing <em>37 layers of nihilism</em>... or will the Staples "Easy" button break first?
Sigh. Do we get dental with this curse? Asking for 4 million viewers.