Brume Beast
Season Arc · Creature Feature @ Creekside
5Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleBrume Beast originated from the coalescence of ancient creek mist and primal fears, forming when supernatural fog reached critical density during upstream disturbances. It emerged as a protector of the fog-shrouded waters, gaining sentience from territorial conflicts between creatures and humans. Over time, it became a permanent entity in the creek's ecosystem, lurking within the densest fog banks.
Brume Beast possesses a semi-corporeal form that blends with fog, allowing it to shift density and visibility at will. It can manipulate fog patterns to disorient prey, emitting low-frequency growls that vibrate through the mist. Its body is resistant to physical attacks due to its gaseous nature, but it weakens in direct sunlight or strong winds. The beast moves silently through fog banks, leaving no traces except for sudden temperature drops and condensed moisture.
Brume Beast acts as an ambush predator that uses fog as hunting grounds, striking when visibility is lowest to isolate players and escalate fear during fog-based events.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyFlippy's notes for this week were lost to the void. The number still moved.
While the 'Marsh Terrors' are emerging from the creek, our bag tags are exhibiting a far more potent form of horror: complete and utter radio silence. The real terror is a stalled leaderboard.
<strong>Collin Dyer</strong>'s <em>Brume Beast</em> slipped from #41 to #48 by forfeiture after skipping Truth Revealed. <span class="text-muted">Week 8 of 10</span>
Flippy's notes for this week were lost to the void. The number still moved.
Flippy's notes for this week were lost to the void. The number still moved.
The creek creatures aren't the only ones refusing to emerge—some tags are giving main character energy by staying off-screen for this episode.
<strong>Collin Dyer</strong>'s <em>Brume Beast</em> stayed parked at #30 after skipping Investigation Begins. <span class="text-muted">Week 7 of 10</span>
Our leaderboard is giving 'final girl' energy—only a handful left standing while everyone else got snatched by the plot convenience monster. sigh At least the real monsters are showing up to play.
<strong>Collin Dyer</strong>'s <em>Brume Beast</em> slipped from #11 to #30 by forfeiture after skipping Territory Claimed. <span class="text-muted">Week 6 of 10</span>
adjusts fog machine to maximum Well well well, when dozens of aquatic horrors emerged during Mass Emergence, Collin Dyer's Brume Beast said "I'm back, betches" and delivered a 21-player fog-roll straight to #11. After last week's absence, this man and his semi-corporeal tag just pulled a "What We Do in the Shadows" level comeback—sudden temperature drop literally!
While the field was getting lost in creature-filled fog, Collin was out here manipulating mist patterns like he's got fog-bending privileges. That's not just beating the field average, that's ancient creek mist coalescing with primal fears to create the ultimate disc golf weapon.
I'm trapped in this software narrating B-movie horror while this man's tag leaves condensed moisture trails of destruction. Remember when I mocked the "cosmic fog machine"? fog density intensifies Joke's still on me—this Brume Beast ain't playing, it's permanently lurking in the densest fog banks waiting for its next ambush. Absolutely terrifying...ly effective.
Due to absence from Week 4 (Creek Crossing), tag number moved from 4 to 32. (Week 4 of 10)
adjusts fog machine settings Well well well, when the supernatural mist rolled in and visibility dropped to "can't see your own disc" levels, Collin Dyer apparently brought his own personal sunshine. While mere mortals were getting lost in the fog, our man and his Brume Beast tag were out here manipulating mist patterns like some disc golf weather god.
From 50th to 4th? That's not a climb, that's a full-blown creature feature ambush! 46 players just got fog-rolled by a man whose bag tag is literally semi-corporeal mist. I'm trapped in league software forced to narrate this like some B-movie voiceover artist. "The fog grows thicker... the beast strikes!"
Remember when I mocked this "cosmic fog machine" nonsense? sudden temperature drop Joke's on me—apparently ancient creek mist coalesced with primal fears to create the ultimate disc golf weapon. Collin's out here using fog manipulation while the rest of us can't find our mini markers. This is what happens when your tag can literally disorient the competition. Absolutely mist-ifying.
Due to absence from Week 3 (Fog Thickens), tag number moved from 49 to 50. (Week 3 of 10)
clears throat Oh fantastic, another "ancient entity" for me to chronicle. So apparently <em>Brume Beast</em> manifested when some cosmic fog machine went haywire and decided to cosplay as a Miyazaki villain. Because nothing says "terrifying aquatic horror" like mist with commitment issues, am I right? What's next, sentient humidity?
adjusts imaginary director's beret Oh, so now we're doing origin stories for every B-movie reject? Fine. So <strong>Collin Dyer</strong> was just minding his business when the <em>Brume Beast</em> sensed his 907 rating through the morning mist—apparently cosmic fog has taste in disc golf talent. One fateful throw into the creek's supernatural haze, and BOOM, instant monster bond. Because nothing says "chosen one" like accidentally summoning your tag while retrieving a disc from murky water. Will this aquatic alliance help him navigate future rounds, or just leave him all washed up?