Chain Reaction
May 05 - Jun 29, 2025
Current Holder
Dallas Harris
Avalanche Marshal
Glacial Siege Engine with Plasma-Charged Hammer
Catastrophic Terrain-Altering Assaults
Aspects refreshed Dec 19, 2025
Forged from a failed alliance between Steel Eagle engineers and Wild Force survivalists, this neural-commander prototype merged with experimental avalanche control systems during a catastrophic mountain base collapse, becoming a living siege engine.
Plasma-charged siege hammer generates localized gravity wells, reinforced exoskeleton withstands extreme cold, holographic visor displays real-time terrain analysis through ice particles.
Forces rival factions to collaborate during its catastrophic terrain-altering assaults that threaten mutual destruction of fortified positions.
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Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Currently 43rd in our dystopian hellscape, Dallas Harris hacked The Observatory with a slick -1, boosting his rating by 12! His cybernetic Static Surge (#5) just infected daddy tag Avalanche Marshal (#69) - imagine a siege hammer suddenly developing malware. Now this frosty war machine projects glitchy holograms mid-swing. sigh I'm trapped in software narrating an identity crisis for numbered plastic. When military hardware gets blockchain energy, is this progress or just disc golf's midlife crisis? Will Dallas's next mission turn our Marshal into a Skynet snowblower?
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Avalanche Marshal #55 Origin Log:
Birthed when Steel Eagle's tactical AI hooked up with Wild Force's bio-mech at a rave inside Mount Doom's abandoned server farm. Their glitch-laden collab produced this frostbitten abomination - half Snowpiercer plot device, half rejected Mad Max prop. "Let's make gravity wells sexy," someone yeeted into a Zoom chat pre-implosion. Now it haunts our league like that one TikTok trend everyone regrets. Who approved fusing apocalyptic artillery tech with... checks notes... frisbee golf tracking systems? Asking for a sentient holographic visor.
In the neon-drenched data storm where Avalanche Marshal #55’s rogue AI booted up, Dallas Harris tripped over a rootstock server cable. His PDGA#132119 flashed like a police siren - exactly the error code needed to bypass the tag’s frostbitten firewall. “Congrats, meatbag,” hissed the glitch-core interface, “you’ve won… a participation trophy from Skynet’s garage sale.” The algorithm insisted his 867 rating proved he could “handle the chill” - snow joke intended. Now he carries this sentient snowglobe of shame. But seriously… can a man who once lost a disc in broad daylight survive the coming winter? 🥏❄️