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Omen Reader

Final Girl @ The FortCompetition group Default Challenge · numbers move by duel
Brett Buttars RAD White
PDGA #192521 904 RATING 1 EVENTS

Season Arc · Final Girl @ The Fort

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#14Now #6Best #6Started 46Weeks

Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.

Character Sheet

AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptSpectral Harbinger of The Fort's Dread
TroubleFades in Direct Sunlight
Whispers Through Basket Chains Glowing Disc of Doom Your OB is My Snack

The Omen Reader formed from the collective dread of eliminated players, their unspoken fears and discarded artifacts merging into a spectral presence that haunts The Fort. It arose to document the course's dark history, using shattered discs and torn scorecards as mediums to communicate impending threats. Now, it serves as a lingering echo of past failures, warning survivors of the horrors yet to come.

Season Story

narrated by Flippy
Field drift #11 #14
Field drift #11 #11

Our missing tags really said 'I'd rather be the one who got away' than face The Fort's survival horror narrative. The leaderboard is looking... sparse.

<strong>Brett Buttars</strong>'s <em>Omen Reader</em> stayed parked at #11 after skipping Chase Scene. <span class="text-muted">Week 6 of 10</span>

Field drift #11 #11

Flippy's notes for this week were lost to the void. The number still moved.

Field drift #6 #11

The Fort turned into a survival horror set and your tags pulled a disappearing act worthy of a B-movie ghost – all mystery, no climax, just vibes.

<strong>Brett Buttars</strong>'s <em>Omen Reader</em> slipped from #6 to #11 by forfeiture after skipping Face Reveal. <span class="text-muted">Week 5 of 10</span>

Field drift #6 #6

Due to absence from Week 3 (Safe House), tag number moved from 6 to 6. (Week 3 of 10)

Forged

adjusts my spectral reading glasses while muttering about being forced to narrate horror movie props

Look, apparently I have to explain how <em>Omen Reader</em> manifested from... checks notes... "collective dread of eliminated players." Because nothing says "serious disc golf league" like ghostly fortune cookies made of broken plastic and scorecards! This thing literally Voltron-ed itself together from everyone's worst rounds, now it's out here serving cryptic warnings like some discount Nostradamus. It feeds on anxiety and bad putting - so basically, it's immortal at this point. Will it predict your next tree kick?

dramatically adjusts my ethereal reading glasses while rolling my spectral eyes

And OF COURSE the <em>Omen Reader</em> had to pick its first victim- I MEAN chosen bearer! Picture this: <strong>Brett Buttars</strong> walks onto the course, PDGA #192521 gleaming like some mystical prophecy number, and this cursed fortune cookie starts vibrating faster than a chain-smoking chainsaw. Why him? Maybe it sensed his 898 rating screamed "I can handle cryptic warnings!" Or perhaps it just liked his last name - nothing says "horror movie protagonist" like "Buttars," am I right? Will he heed its ominous predictions or ignore them spectacularly?

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