Season Story Chapters
Victorious Faction
Scavenger's Syndicate
The Scavenger's Syndicate is a group of resourceful survivors who have adapted to the harsh realities of the Afterburn wasteland. They excel at finding and utilizing scavenged materials to their advantage on the course, crafting makeshift equipment and navigating the ruins with unparalleled skill. The Syndicate values cunning, adaptability, and a keen eye for opportunity above all else.
Faction Leader
Raven Ironheart
Raven Ironheart is a master scavenger and tactician, renowned for her ability to find hidden caches and navigate the most treacherous ruins. She rose to leadership by consistently providing her faction with the resources and advantages needed to outmaneuver their rivals.
Members
11Divisions
This faction emerged victorious in Week 2, advancing their narrative in the ongoing conflict.
Victory points are calculated based on player performance relative to rating, special achievements like aces and CTPs, and community contributions. Pool multipliers are applied based on division ratings and demographics to ensure balanced competition.
Simon Matteson #154849
Afterburn @ Art Dye
Wielding the power of Scrapmetal Phantom (#2), Simon demonstrated exceptional skill by playing +51 points above their rating in this epic clash.
Scavenger Scramble
The season has opened with Afterburn’s first sunrise showdown, as Raven Ironheart and the Scavenger's Syndicate have battled sabotage and suspicion on the perilous Art Dye course. Through razor-sharp tactics and Timothy Scholle’s dazzling long-range strike, the Syndicate has claimed both victory and scarce resources, but Raven’s calculated maneuvering has exposed more than just rival tricks—it has uncovered signs of a brewing conspiracy. The fragile peace between factions has already begun to unravel, the discovery of a cryptic outsider’s symbol hinting at forgotten legends and the first clue to the lost disc’s true power. Themes of psychological warfare and survival have surged to the foreground, with each throw now doubling as a move in a high-stakes power game. With the outsider’s shadow lengthening, no alliance is safe and no course is free of peril.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
The sun’s first light sliced through twisted girders as Raven Ironheart laid out glowing scrap caches on the cracked asphalt. Each pile of metal held the promise of course upgrades—or deadly traps if claimed by the wrong hands. 🥏🔧
When the “Scrap Hunt” horn blared, players dove for heaps of rusted girders and pipe segments. Syndicate scouts darted between obstacles, while Doomsday Disciples brawlers barreled in, muscles gleaming beneath barbed-wire gloves. Midway through the scramble, a collapse of a stacked pipe tower sent shards flying—timed to topple at the exact moment a rival’s drive screamed past. 🔍⚔️
Timothy Scholle spotted the sabotage signature: a coil of filament trap wired into the base of the pile, built from recycled Syndicate scrap stamped “Scrapyard Sentinel.” He ducked behind a battered tanker, unsnapped a makeshift cable cutter, and severed the tripwire. As metal clanged to the ground, Raven half-joked about instituting the Backwards Disc Golf Blindfolded Ghost‐Pepper Challenge to keep spirits sharp. 🎯🌶️
At hole six, silver dust swirled in the fading light—and out of it stepped Simon Matteson, the “Scrapmetal Phantom.” His form shimmered like molten scrap, and he laid three flawless discs at Raven’s feet, each etched with the outsider’s cryptic symbol. The crowd held its breath as the discs hummed with uncanny balance. 🧲🥏
Raven knelt to trace the symbol’s angles, every line echoing a fragment of that lost‐disc map. Her pulse thundered: this clue would bring them closer to the ultimate prize—or into Kruger’s waiting gauntlet. 🔮🗝️
In the final push, Syndicate sharpshooters lined up their throws. Timothy’s warhead‐precision drive cut through choking dust like a rocket through rust clouds—a moment so fierce it felt like the wasteland itself roared. Victory hung on the next putt. 🏆💥
When the last disc dropped cleanly into the basket, the Syndicate erupted in cheers. Cache locks clicked open, revealing reinforced disc molds and sensor‐drone upgrades. Raven met the Phantom’s drifting gaze, offering a nod of uneasy gratitude. Behind the celebration, she clutched one symbol‐etched disc and vowed to decipher the next fragment.
As the campfire’s glow spread, distant thunder warned of Doomsday Disciples’ fury yet to come. In the wasteland, every throw is a battle for survival! 🏜️🚀
Flippy's Hot Take