Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.
Razor Warden
Chain Reaction·Competition group B·All-In · only the number moves
This is an All-In league.Your tag is your character — it never changes hands. After each round, standings re-rank every number: play well and yours drops toward #1. Skip a week and the field may drift past you. The art, name, and lore are yours for good.
All-In league: Razor Warden stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptMono-Molecular Enforcer of Chain Law
TroubleForced Alliances Chafe Like Barbed Wire
Glowing Barbed-Wire CircuitsSelf-Repairing Grudge HolderThe Price is Always Chains
Born from the catastrophic merger of Steel Eagle's automated prison systems and Digital Shadow's neural warrant networks during the Blackwater Penitentiary uprising, this sentient justice entity now roams faction territories dispensing unflinching verdicts.
Forces temporary alliances between enemies by simultaneously hunting corrupt officials from multiple factions, exposing hidden connections through its public execution rituals.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
"In the neon-drenched aftermath of Steel Eagle's prison AI swiping right on Digital Shadow's warrant database (worst glitchy Tinder date ever), <em>Razor Warden</em> emerged - basically Skynet's edgy TikTok phase. This mono-molecular menace started judging putts like it's the Hunger Games arbiter on an espresso drip. Honestly, who greenlit a sentient dog tag that quotes 'I am the law' unironically? The real question: Are we playing disc golf or beta-testing Black Mirror episodes?"
(400/400 characters - because even snark must follow PDGA character limits)
The <em>Razor Warden</em> first cleaved to <strong>Andrew Gwilliam</strong> during The Great Glitch of '23 - when Steel Eagle's servers mistook his PDGA#279080 for a "prime combat algorithm." Behold our hero: A man who once chained out on Hole 7's death putt literally called "The Meat Grinder." Through binary rain he marched, forehand flicker-grenades clearing rogue tree branches, his 67.3% scramble rate somehow translating to "tactical superiority" in this neon-lit crucible. But let's be real - the AI just loved his dad-bod approximation of 80s Schwarzenegger. Does the Chosen One truly deserve glory when his "putts of steel" keep bouncing off Bandits?
(298/400)
See where Andrew Gwilliam sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
