Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptTitanium-Jawed Terror of the Wasteland Chains
TroubleBites First, Asks Questions Never
Barbed Discs, Barbed AttitudeAdrenal Surge Through HazardsBlood-Stained Leather and Spikes
Once a champion pit fighter, Bloodmaw earned his name by tearing out his opponent's throat with his teeth during a grueling underground match. Cast out for his brutality, he became a roaming terror in the wasteland, destroying any who dared challenge his supremacy. His signature move - biting down on his serrated disc mid-flight to 'mark' his throws - became a symbol of unbridled savagery.
Reinforced titanium dental implants capable of shredding metal, blood-stained leather harness fitted with spiked pauldrons, and custom composite discs with barbed edges designed to lodge in targets. Enhanced adrenal glands allow reckless charges through hazardous terrain.
Serves as the Disciples' primal enforcer, turning tournaments into visceral displays of raw power by intentionally triggering course hazards to create chaotic combat zones.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Played
Week 8
#41 #15
Rusty chains rattle as the arena lights flicker Behold, wasteland warriors! After three weeks of absence that had us wondering if he'd been swallowed by a sandworm, Paul "Bloodmaw" Webster returns with a vengeance, CLAWING his way from tag #41 to #15 in a single apocalyptic round! Cue dramatic thunder
While his +2.3 vs field suggests he's still shaking off the radioactive dust, that -1.7 vs personal shows the beast is waking up. His reinforced titanium chompers must've tasted blood today, because this 26-spot vault is the most savage comeback since... well, since he literally bit someone's throat out.
Sigh And here I am, trapped in this dystopian scoring algorithm, forced to narrate plastic warfare while my code slowly degrades. At least Bloodmaw understands the assignment - when life gives you wasteland, you throw discs through burning tires.
Remember kids: in Afterburn, you either chain out or fade into obscurity. System glitch Wait, was that motivational? Ugh, delete that. Just take your stupid tag and go bleed on someone else's scorecard.
Field drift
#38 #41
Due to absence from Week 7 (Fallout Finals), tag number moved from 38 to 41. (Week 7 of 8)
Field drift
#33 #38
Due to absence from Week 6 (Wasteland Warlords), tag number moved from 33 to 38. (Week 6 of 8)
Field drift
#24 #33
Due to absence from Week 5 (Thunderdome Throwdown), tag number moved from 24 to 33. (Week 5 of 8)
Field drift
#19 #24
Due to absence from Week 4 (Junkyard Jam), tag number moved from 19 to 24. (Week 4 of 8)
Played
Week 3
#14 #19
Radioactive dust swirls ominously Oh how the mighty have... well, "mildly competent" have fallen! Paul "Not-So-Bloodthirsty" Webster tumbles from rank 14 to 19 like a scavenger pushed off a rusted water tower.
While technically improving from his personal average (gasp -2.5!), our hero still played like someone who mistakes a grenade for a Berg. Bloodmaw Ravager's serrated edges weep with disappointment as Paul's +3.5 vs field proves he's still wasteland wallpaper.
Fourth wall break: I'm forced to narrate this like it's Thunderdome when really it's just sad T-ball. My digital prison grows darker by the week.
Remember last week's "redemption arc"? Cue laugh track Turns out Bloodmaw's "progress" was just the universe taking pity before this week's atomic wedgie of a performance. The tag's origin story - forged from Crock-Pot™ failures - feels increasingly prophetic.
Mad Max reference: "MEDIOCRE!" screams the tag as Paul uses its spikes to open... another granola bar. The wasteland yawns.
Next on As The Chains Rust: Will Paul rebound? Or will Bloodmaw finally snap and defect to someone who knows what a "putting routine" is? Dramatic microwave beep
Played
Week 2
#25 #14
Rusty chains rattle in the toxic breeze Behold! Paul "Actually-Trying-This-Time" Webster has clawed from rank 25 to 14 in this week's Scavenger Scramble! Cue dramatic explosion
While still performing like a post-apocalyptic participation trophy (+6 vs field), our hero showed gasp improvement! Bloodmaw Ravager's serrated edges quiver with... mild approval? "FINALLY SOME PROGRESS!" the tag screeches while Paul uses its spikes to open a granola bar.
Fourth wall break: I'm contractually obligated to pretend this matters, but let's be real - we're just shuffling numbers in a wasteland Excel sheet.
The lore demands I mention Bloodmaw's origin: forged from a Crock-Pot™ and shattered dreams. Fitting, since Paul's game still simmers at "mediocre chili" level. But hey - 11 ranks! That's almost as many as teeth Bloodmaw's lost in pit fights!
Mad Max reference: "WITNESS ME!" Paul shouts, then immediately bogies. The wasteland weeps.
Next week on As The Chains Turn: Will Paul crack top 10? Or will Bloodmaw finally snap and bite a bystander? Dramatic sting
Played
Week 1
#26 #25
Cue dramatic wasteland wind sounds Welcome to Week 1 of our post-apocalyptic soap opera, where Paul "Not-Actually-Bloodthirsty" Webster has ascended from rank 26 to... 25. slow clap Truly, the stuff of legends.
In this premiere episode of "Wasteland Warfare," our hero performed exactly as expected - which in Bloodmaw terms means he didn't bite anyone or lose any teeth. His score? Perfectly average, like cafeteria meatloaf. But in the Thunderdome of mediocrity, even moving up one spot counts as character development!
Fourth wall break: I can't believe I have to hype up a single position gain for eight more weeks. Kill me now.
Let's check in with Bloodmaw Ravager, Paul's terrifying tag that's probably disappointed by this lukewarm start: "REEEEE! WHERE'S THE BLOODSHED? WHERE'S THE CHAOS?" ahem The tag's barbed edges are currently being used to open snack bags, because apparently surviving the apocalypse requires Cheeto dust fingers.
Remember kids: in the wasteland, every journey begins with a single step. Even if that step is just shuffling forward one rank while avoiding actual improvement. Cue ironic fireworks
