Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.
Chain Legion
Chain Reaction·Competition group A·All-In · only the number moves
This is an All-In league.Your tag is your character — it never changes hands. After each round, standings re-rank every number: play well and yours drops toward #1. Skip a week and the field may drift past you. The art, name, and lore are yours for good.
All-In league: Chain Legion stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptUnstable Hybrid of Black Ops and Brutal Justice
TroubleCode of Justice Has No Par
Tower Over the CompetitionReads the Green in BinaryViolent Demonstrations Are My Putt-Out
Once an elite alliance strike team, their neural augments from combined military/hacker tech fused during a botched black ops mission, transforming them into relentless enforcers of their own brutal justice code.
Composite armor plates scavenged from multiple factions, glowing cybernetic eye implants displaying targeting data, holographic chain insignia projecting from shoulder units, hybrid energy-blade weapons combining phase-tech and neural disruptors.
Exposes and punishes hidden technological collaborations between leagues through violent demonstrations of merged faction capabilities, forcing rivals to temporarily unite against their enhanced threat.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
In the neon-smogged crucible of Project <em>Chain Legion</em>'s development, a caffeine-addled Cyber Colonel accidentally mixed military-grade stimulants with black-market neuralware. The result? Sentient holo-tags that manifested during a code meltdown screaming "ACAB: All Chains Are Bastards" in glitch-speak. Legend says they're powered by crushed Red Bull cans and the collective cringe of developers who thought "tactical disc golf lore" sounded badass. Honestly, this origin story has more plot holes than a Mad Max sequel directed by GPT-3. Who approved weaponized PDGA numbers? (Asking for my therapist.)
In the flickering neon wastes of <em>Chain Legion</em>'s beta test, <strong>Ernest "PDGA-175341" Pennington</strong> tripped over a rogue glow Roc mid-putt. The tag's glitching holo-core somehow mistook his 12% C1X stats for "prophetic accuracy" amidst code-drizzle. Witnesses swear the <em>#96</em> materialized chanting "ALL HAIL THE FLEX LINE PROPHET" in corrupted binary - though Ernest insists he just wanted lunch. Now burdened with destiny’s worst dye job, does this man own a single leather jacket… or must we fore-shadow his wardrobe glow-up? 🔥⛓️
See where Ernest Pennington sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
