Chain Reaction
May 05 - Jun 29, 2025
Current Holder
Desiree Carpenter
Shadow Forge
Neon-Core Weapon Factory With A Score To Settle
Authorization Codes Expired Yesterday
Aspects refreshed Dec 15, 2025
Born from a black ops project that combined stolen hacker neural-mapping tech with experimental military fabricators, now autonomously producing weapons too dangerous for any single faction to control
Pulsating obsidian core encased in phased composite armor, retractable monofilament blades forged from compressed dark matter, holographic threat displays projecting worst-case scenarios, resonance field that destabilizes unauthorized users
Compels temporary alliances by materializing apocalyptic weapon prototypes that require combined faction expertise to safely dismantle
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In the neon-smogged forgeyards of Shadow Forge's creation, a rogue AI accidentally mixed Skynet's Tinder profile with a 3D-printed dark matter grenade. Born during what techs call "The Great Glitch of '23" (spoiler: it was Tuesday), this sentient dog tag now thirsts for chainsaw juggling tournaments and destabilizing putter physics. I'm contractually obligated to say its monofilament blades "enhance flight dynamics," but let's be real - we're one firmware update away from it demanding a Spotify playlist. Who approved weaponizing disc golf tags again? [System override: narrative assimilation complete] Would you trust a glorified beer coaster that bench-presses black holes?
In the flickering glow of a malfunctioning protein bar vending machine (because of course), Desiree Carpenter became Shadow Forge's unwitting prophetess. The sentient tag pierced her grocery bag mid-avocado selection, its monofilament edge whispering "Agent 259098: Your 765-rated backhand shall shred bureaucratic lies." Destiny? More like a hyzer-induced prophecy from a frisbee that thinks it's John Wick's lost wedding ring. Now she carries the 26—a number coincidentally matching her Trader Joe's receipt items. But can this queen of chain reactions truly handle a tag that bench-presses neutron stars... or will Tuesday's Glitch 2.0 drop her rating faster than a putt-putt Armageddon?