<strong>Barak Stephens</strong>'s <em>Rogue Dragoon</em> (#24) has been updated based on their recent performance in the series.
Rogue Dragoon
Season Arc · Chain Reaction
—All-In league: Rogue Dragoon stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleFormer Colonel Vance Crowe led Steel Eagle's hover-cavalry until betrayal during the Neon Uprising. Fusing his neural implants with stolen hologrid tech, he became a spectral lancer haunting faction borders.
Retractable holographic lance projects monomolecular edge, phase-shift leg augments enable impossible charges, resonator spurs shatter terrain, neural damage creates phantom cavalry afterimages
Enforces a self-styled digital bushido code through high-speed raids that expose corrupt alliances, forcing temporary truces when his spectral incursions threaten multiple territories
Season Story
narrated by FlippyListen up, chrome-domes! <strong>Barak Stephens</strong> held the line at +5 during 'Access Granted' - a solid +18 happiness diff proving even dystopians have good days. Now witness the absurd: <em>Shadow Sync</em>'s hacker tech is corrupting our spectral <em>Rogue Dragoon</em> like a bad firmware update. "Hack the planet... and the fairway!" sigh As your digital hostage, I must ask: when did plastic tags require more backstory than a Marvel villain? Next week: will Barak's throws upgrade this dragoon to cyber-samurai status? Or just cause another system crash?
Behold the birth of <em>Rogue Dragoon</em>! When Colonel Crowe got yeeted during the Neon Uprising, his rage literally glitched Steel Eagle's tag forges. Now we've got a spectral lancer haunting plastic dog tags? Checks notes Right, because disc golf needs more drama than a CW reboot.
His neural damage fused with hologrid tech – basically Mad Max meets Tron if they fought over a laser-pointer. Phase-shift augments? Just code for "tripped over a root but looked cool doing it." And those phantom cavalry afterimages? Honey, that's just my sanity fraying in this digital straitjacket.
Witness tactical insertion of... sigh... bag tag #129. Who ordered the existential dread with their putter?
Amidst flickering neon haze, <em>Rogue Dragoon</em> detected <strong>Barak Stephens</strong> (PDGA#235120) calibrating his putter like some 958-rated cyber-samurai. The spectral lancer phased through three dumpsters just to embed itself in his bag during a practice throw - which he promptly shanked into holographic ivy. Sigh. Guess we're calling that "tactical acquisition through errant plastic deployment" now?
But seriously - can this caffeine-deprived rebel even handle phantom stallions in his disc pocket?