The Black Bayou @ Dragonfly
Apr 23 - Jun 18, 2026
Current Holder
Craig Bennett
Hangman's Mark
Survived the Noose, Wears Its Mark
Branded Target for Every Rival
Aspects refreshed May 22, 2026
In the early days of the Deadlands, the first competitor to survive the culling did so by slipping the noose meant for them - a rope that refused to tighten around their neck. The frontier, impressed by this defiance, branded the survivor with a permanent mark as proof of their worthiness. Now all who escape elimination carry that same spectral brand, a declaration that they have been judged and found worthy of remembrance.
The Hangman's Mark appears as a dark, rope-like brand that wraps around the bearer's forearm in the shape of a loosened noose, with faint golden threads running through it like embers. The mark glows briefly with crimson light when the bearer achieves dominance or escapes elimination. It cannot be removed - only earned through survival. The brand feels warm to the touch, as if the rope that marked them still carries the heat of the frontier's judgment.
The Mark serves as both badge of survival and target - it identifies the bearer as proven worthy of remembrance, marking them as valuable targets for rivals seeking to claim a Mark-bearer's status for themselves. This creates eternal tension: the mark proves worth but also attracts those who would see the marked fall.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
A 857-rated round, 40 points below his 897 PDGA rating—Bennett didn't just slip the noose this week; he practically handed it back. The Hangman's Mark that blazed through Spanish Moss now flickers at #14, a ten-position plunge that says the Bayou's spirits were hungry for a taste of hubris. tips digital hat Some brands fade faster than others, partner. This one's getting swamp rot.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts headset A 936-rated round, a +39 over his PDGA 897—Bennett didn't just survive the Spanish Moss crossing, he rode through it like the swamp had a bounty on his old tag. The spectral brand that barely glowed last week now burns at #4, an eleven-position bolt from the bayou that says the Loa were just testing his patience. tips digital hat Some hangmen don't tighten the rope; they just wait for you to prove you can slip it twice.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
A 909-rated round, +13 over his 896 PDGA rating, and yet the tag stays at #7. The spectral brand glows steady, but the crossroads are starting to ask questions—+1.6 versus a 57.4 field average is survival, not dominance. Last week's 949 ascent bought him a crown; this week's 909 pays the rent. tips digital hat The bayou doesn't send eviction notices, partner—it just raises the water.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Craig Bennett stormed out of the bayou with a +53 over his 896 rating—a 949 round that turned the Hangman's Mark from a dangling noose into a glowing badge of honor. From #15 to #7 in one night, the swamp spirits got their tribute, but it was Bennett's disc that did the bargaining. tips digital hat Try not to drown in the hype, partner; the crossroads still demand consistency.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts headset, wipes swamp condensation off the mic Welcome back, partners, to Dragonfly Rising—where the bayou doesn't care about your signup number, only your scorecard. Craig Bennett rode in at #8 on a lottery ticket, but the Loa demanded tribute. A +4.2 vs. the field isn't a drowning—it's a slow sink into the muck. The Hangman's Mark now glows faintly on his arm, that spectral noose still loose, but the Black Bayou's pressure is tightening. Seven positions lost? That's not a slide, that's a ritual sacrifice to the swamp gods. The sponsors call this drama. I call it a humid Tuesday with plastic chains. tips digital hat to the crossroads Welcome to the season, Bennett. Try not to get buried.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Hangman's Mark is spinning off to The Black Bayou @ Dragonfly. Craig Bennett, your arm is now the star of this side quest arc. The spectral noose stays loose, but the local pressure is about to tighten. Not a reboot, just a swampy detour.