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Cinch Protocol

Dust & IronCompetition group The Iron Sights All-In · only the number moves
PDGA #209251 928 RATING 4 EVENTS

Season Arc · Dust & Iron

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#4Now #2Best #11Started 31Weeks

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

Character Sheet

AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptThe Strap That Holds Everything Together
TroubleObsessed With Perfect Procedure
Iron Core, Weathered Leather Every Shortcut Leaves a Scar Protocol Doesn't Forgive Carelessness

Forged when the first faction war nearly destroyed the range because competitors ignored foundational procedures in favor of flashy plays, Cinch Protocol emerged as the unglamorous truth: survival belongs to those who maintain the basics under pressure. The cinch—that humble strap holding everything together—became the symbol of protocols that must never be skipped, no matter how skilled you believe yourself to be.

Season Story

narrated by Flippy
Field drift #2 #4

Your series bag tag moved from #2 to #4 based on your round ratings in the last two weeks.

Field drift #17 #2

Your series bag tag moved from #17 to #2 based on your round ratings in the last two weeks.

Field drift #11 #17

Your series bag tag moved from #11 to #17 based on your round ratings in the last two weeks.

Forged

brushes dust from scales Behold, Tag #7: Cinch Protocol. Forged in the chaos of the Great Faction War, when hot shots ignored basics and the range nearly collapsed into anarchy. I’m the leather-and-iron reminder that no amount of flash beats a tight strap and a disciplined throw. You’ll find me smug on the bag of someone who just saved par with a pitch-out while you’re still yelling “Nice shot!” to your tree-nied disc. Survivors carry me. Legends respect me. You? You probably need me.

brushes dust from scales Saddle up for another elimination... sighs I can’t believe I just said that. Ryan Barham, weekend warrior with a hero complex and a bag full of regrets, finally met Tag #7: Cinch Protocol. One mulligan too many, one tree-nied drive later—he’s digging in the shule, glove torn, ego flatter than a worm burner. Then he sees it: a scarred leather strap, iron core gleaming like it knows secrets. “You’re still away,” the tag seems to say. Next hole, he pitches out. No flair. No “nice shot!” mid-flight. Just par. And for the first time? The disc stays in the fairway, and the tag tightens on its own. The prairie has spoken… and gotten in my gills.

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