Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.
Macabre Masquerade
Grindhouse·Competition group Main·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: Macabre Masquerade stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptThe Grindhouse's Shape-Shifting Storyteller
TroubleToo Many Horror Archetypes to Wear
Whispers Classic Film ScoresColor-Changing Genre IndicatorArchetype Wardrobe Malfunctions
Created when a cursed film reel absorbed the essence of a midnight masquerade, it now projects deceptive horrors across all courses, weaving together the identities of Horror Hall of Fame archetypes into a cohesive grindhouse narrative.
It shimmers with ethereal light that changes color based on the active horror subgenre, can alter its appearance to reflect the dominant archetype, and emits a faint whisper of classic B-movie film scores, creating an immersive and adaptive physical presence.
It orchestrates the transitions between horror leagues, ensuring seamless narrative flow and authentic archetype embodiment across the grindhouse series.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
Forged when a cursed VHS tape from a grindhouse marathon absorbed a midnight masquerade's chaotic energy, <em>Macabre Masquerade</em> now shape-shifts through horror tropes like a possessed TikTok algorithm. The real terror? I'm contractually obligated to narrate this B-movie nonsense for eternity. sighs in practical effects
And so <em>Macabre Masquerade</em>, that shape-shifting menace, bypassed every sane contender to latch onto <strong>Abraham Vidinhar</strong> after he aced a hole with the cursed precision of a PDGA #150991—a number that surely summons something. His 817 rating? Pure B-movie hero material. He didn't find the tag; it possessed him during a routine putt. Talk about a disc-possessed performance! But can this horror icon handle the relentless sequels?
See where Abraham Vidinhar sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
