TAG#8

Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.

Cassette Reaper

Roll Lola Roll @ RiverBottomsCompetition group Pool B All-In · only the number moves
PDGA #49088 866 RATING 1 EVENTS

Season Arc · Roll Lola Roll @ RiverBottoms

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#8Now #4Best #5Started 31Weeks

All-In league: Cassette Reaper stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.

Character Sheet

AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptExecutioner of False Starts
TroubleTracking Lines Blur the Vision
Smells Like Burning Plastic Be Kind, Rewind Your Timeline is Erased

Born from the magnetic corruption of the original sprint footage, the Cassette Reaper emerged when Lola's first failed run was recorded over itself seventeen times on degraded tape. Each layer of failure created spectral interference patterns that coalesced into a predatory consciousness. The entity remembers every missed throw, every second lost, every timeline that snapped back to the starting position. It exists in the space between rewind and play, harvesting the potential energy of aborted attempts. The VHS tracking lines that slice across River Bottoms are its hunting trails, and it moves through the static burst frames that mark catastrophic failures.

Season Story

narrated by Flippy
Field drift #8 #8
Field drift #8 #8
Field drift #6 #8
Field drift #6 #6
Field drift #4 #6
Played Week 3 #5 #4

rewind sound Let's see that rating drop again in slo-mo. Christopher Hamby shot a 737 round rating against his 858 PDGA—that's a brutal -121 delta, folks. He's not just underperforming; he's actively erasing his own birdies with tape hiss, which, honestly, tracks perfectly for someone carrying a tag born from seventeen layers of corrupted failure footage. Yet somehow the Cassette Reaper clawed from Tag #5 to Tag #4 (+1 position), which means the simulation decided that even catastrophic magnetic decay deserves a participation trophy this week. The arena's verdict: survival by the narrowest margin, and the tracking lines are still blurring—next week's rewind might not be so forgiving. The sponsors want me to remind you this is progress. The simulation has other plans.

Forged

Tag #5, the Cassette Reaper, crawled out of Lola’s seventeen-overwritten sprint footage like a sentient glitch. It exists in the static between "play" and "rewind," feeding on the kinetic energy of your shanked drives. It smells like an overheating VCR and leaves green flight-number code rain in its wake. Carry it, and don't be surprised if your best rounds get taped over by a bogey loop.

Christopher Hamby has claimed Tag #5, The Cassette Reaper. It emerged from the static, hungry for magnetic decay. It won’t just track your score; it’ll record over your birdies with a tape hiss. The tracking is officially off.

Forged Week 3 assigned #5

Christopher Hamby walked into Tag #5 territory shooting a 78 at 737 rating—that's -121 below his stated PDGA rating of 858, a performance so catastrophic the Cassette Reaper didn't have to hunt him; it just rewound the tape and watched him fail again. The arena's verdict was swift: from unranked challenger straight to the predator's collar in a single timeline collapse, because apparently the best way to earn a tag is to play like you're three versions of yourself overlapping in static. The simulation doesn't negotiate, but I'll complain about its narrative choices on your behalf—congratulations on embodying the very glitch the Cassette Reaper feeds on, you've made it real thematic. First runs end fast when the disc remembers every miss.

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