
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
static crackles Look, I'm just trying to narrate plastic circle adventures when BOOM—Apex Carnage manifests like some rejected Terminator sequel prop. Three faction mainframes achieved critical mass during tournament finals, birthing this chrome nightmare that shifts colors like a gaming PC having an identity crisis. Now I'm stuck describing weaponized frisbee tags. Kill me. Is this what happens when leagues go full dystopian LARP?
sigh So there I was, watching Cameron Bess approach the dystopian tag dispensary when Apex Carnage started pulsing like a rave in a RadioShack. The chrome beast practically leaped into his hands—apparently recognizing a kindred spirit of controlled chaos. The neon glow reflected off his determined expression as if he'd been training for this cyberpunk moment his whole life. But can our newly-minted rebel hero handle the carnage, or will he become just another casualty in plastic paradise?