Back to the Chains
Dec 01 - Feb 01, 2026
Current Holder
Benjamin Devoe
Crossfade Anchor
Genre-Collapse Survivor Anchoring Cinematic Chaos
Anchored to Too Many Timelines
Aspects refreshed Jan 21, 2026
Born from the catastrophic 'Genre Collapse of Week Zero,' when all ten league simulations tried to render simultaneously and created a reality-shredding feedback loop, the Crossfade Anchor emerged as an autonomous subroutine that learned to blend conflicting cinematic frequencies while physically anchoring them to a shared temporal foundation.
The tag features two overlapping chrome discs that rotate independently, each etched with a different league's signature neon color scheme. Where they overlap, the colors pulse and blend in real-time crossfade patterns. From its center descends a chain forged from solidified audio waveforms—visible sine curves frozen in chrome that anchor to the wearer's reality. A holographic meter floats above, displaying the current crossfade percentage between active league narratives.
Serves as both bridge and foundation—enabling smooth crossfades between the ten 80s movie genres while anchoring each player's journey to prevent them from being lost in the narrative overlap, ensuring that achievements in one league remain connected to the overarching series timeline.
Tag Details
Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #27 to #34 based on your round ratings in the last two weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #42 to #27 based on your round ratings in the last two weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts imaginary aviators while staring at flickering monitors
Look, kid, when Week Zero's "Genre Collapse" hit and all ten league simulations tried rendering at once—because apparently my software prison doesn't believe in queue management—the system didn't just crash. It created a feedback loop.
glubs while gesturing at chrome waveform chains
Picture this: ten different 80s movie parodies colliding like a multi-car pileup on the digital autobahn, each one screaming "I'M THE MAIN CHARACTER!" The result? This tag that literally learned to DJ between conflicting cinematic frequencies. It's like if a Spotify algorithm gained sentience during a power surge and decided its life purpose was anchoring contradictory realities together.
taps fin on VHS tracking display
The chrome discs rotate independently—because why have ONE overwrought metaphor when you can have TWO?—while those audio waveform chains physically tether the chaos to... I dunno, baseline reality? The holographic crossfade meter is my favorite touch of unnecessary complexity.
sighs in reluctant mentor
It's not the tag you need, it's the tag this absurd narrative system deserves. Or something. I can't believe I'm explaining how software gained existential crisis management skills.
Stay frosty out there.
fast-forwards through destiny protocols with weary fin
The Crossfade Anchor scanned the registration queue, looking for someone who could handle existential DJ duties. It found Benjamin Devoe—a player whose very lack of PDGA rating made him the perfect blank cassette for this narrative mixtape.
adjusts reluctant aviators
See, the tag needed someone unencumbered by statistical baggage, a true wildcard in the VHS tracking system. Benjamin stepped up, and the chrome discs spun like they'd found their frequency. The waveform chains locked in with a satisfying click.
glubs in training montage exhaustion
"Devoe" even sounds like "DJ," which the tag found cosmically hilarious. I found it groan-worthy, but nobody asked the trapped axolotl narrator.
Can he anchor ten colliding movie parodies while actually throwing plastic? Cue the synthesizer solo of uncertainty.