

Matt Berman #298988


Steel Eagle @ Creekside
Wielding the power of Void Whistle (#2), Matt demonstrated exceptional skill by playing +48 points above their rating in this epic clash.
Shadow Protocol
Operation Blackout has set the Creekside Park course ablaze with intrigue, as Raven and Anthony Shirley have executed a daring infiltration, sabotaged security with the Chain Breaker tag, and extracted encrypted data hinting at a buried research facility tied to Steel Eagle’s darkest secrets. Their escape—guided by Raven’s disc-coded vectors—has amplified the mythos of the Shadow Nexus, leaving traces that only those attuned to the Disc Golf Code can decipher. Meanwhile, Commander Thorne has recorded unexplained signal anomalies, his suspicion of corruption within Steel Eagle gnawing at his once-steadfast loyalty. Thematic currents of truth versus loyalty have begun to surge throughout both factions, as advanced espionage and the first true evidence of a conspiracy drive wedges between former allies. Yet with the facility’s coordinates exposed and trust within Steel Eagle trembling, the next strike may come from within their own ranks.



Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Before sunrise, the abandoned marina at Creekside Park lay half-submerged in mist as Raven and Anthony Shirley crept along the spray-washed docks. 🌲🥏 Their footsteps echoed against rusted shipping containers repurposed by a rogue faction as a secure data hub. Raven’s visor traced the layout of concealed guard towers while Anthony’s Nexus Delta tag hummed softly, syncing with the Void Whistle’s quantum link. The air tasted of salt and tension—every whisper of wind a reminder of the stakes.
Slipping past biometric scanners, Anthony Shirley deployed a disc laced with a nanite swarm that crawled over the security console like electric vines. 🔍💾 With a precise backhand throw, he severed the hub’s firewalls. Inside, rows of glowing servers blinked in perfect discipline, their hum drowned by Raven’s swift decryption commands. Meanwhile, Matt Berman monitored the Void Whistle from a makeshift command post, ensuring live broadcast channels stayed clear of Echo Sentinel jammers. His tag’s phase-shift camouflage shimmered against the dark hull of a docked vessel.
As files poured onto Raven’s HUD, she scanned corporate directives that ordered cover-ups of civilian casualties. 🧰🥏 A hidden folder, labeled “Project Helix,” revealed coordinates to a clandestine research lab beneath Sector 9. Raven’s jaw tightened—this was the proof needed to rally wavering operatives. Suddenly, alarm lights flickered; the hub had entered lockdown. Raven tapped her comms and whispered, “Everyone, stick to the extraction vector.”
In the command post, Matt Berman activated the Void Whistle’s dead-man switch. 🔌💥 Streams of encrypted data erupted across military networks, exposing every atrocity logged by Steel Eagle’s top brass. Security consoles across Creekside Park glowed scarlet as the breach went public. Outside, whirring combat drones rose from concealed bays, their sensors locked on the broadcast signal. Raven’s eyes darted to the exit, formulating a flight path through the maze of containers.
With drones on their tail, Anthony Shirley launched a series of precision putters that triggered sonic disruptors on the machines. 🎯🚨 Each disc’s par-value cipher encoded an extraction vector—par four meant left flank, par five meant rear corridor. lowered voice Did you notice how the basket’s mesh pattern echoes the drone’s frequency modulator? The Resonance Code never lies. As the final disc cleared the last watchtower, Raven and her team slipped into the tree line under a veil of nanite-generated fog. Coincidence? More like Coin-CIDE-ence.
Back at the Echo Sentinels’ mobile command center, Commander Thorne pored over live feeds, his tablet ablaze with data anomalies and leaked dispatches. ⚔️📡 He ordered increased anti-cloaking sweeps and dismissed the broadcast as “fabricated insurgent propaganda.” Unbeknownst to him, the coordinates of that hidden research lab glowed on Raven’s display—her next target. As the dawn broke, the Shadow Nexus’s momentum surged, and a mole within the network weighed his next move.
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