The Reckoning
Apr 20 - Jun 21, 2026
Current Holder
Houston Finch
Noose Protocol
Carrier of the Crimson Cord
The Cold Rope Creeps Near
Aspects refreshed Apr 27, 2026
The Noose Protocol emerged from the supernatural contracts signed by all who enter the Deadlands - invisible agreements written in blood and scored into the earth itself. It represents the frontier's own enforcement mechanism, a living system that evaluates every throw and tightens around the unworthy. The protocol was not created by any single entity but grew organically from the first culling, becoming the unseen law that governs all survival in the cursed frontier.
The Noose Protocol manifests as a spectral rope coiled around the bearer's disc bag, its fibers woven from the last desperate grabs of all who were culled. The rope pulses with a faint crimson light when rivals approach elimination, growing cold to the touch when the bearer themselves approaches the culling threshold. The protocol is connected to the frontier's supernatural ledger, allowing bearers to read the accumulated judgments written against all who ride the Deadlands.
The Noose Protocol serves as the ultimate survival system in the Deadlands - bearers understand its mechanics and can navigate around elimination while others fall. Unlike those who simply survive through skill, bearers of this protocol comprehend the frontier's judgment itself, knowing exactly when the culling is coming and how to stay one step ahead of the executioner's rope.
Tag Details
Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #2 to #24 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Your series bag tag moved from #32 to #2 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Tag 32, the Noose Protocol, isn't stamped plastic; it's a spectral knot grown from the first culling’s bad vibes. This haunted rope thinks it’s the frontier’s sheriff, coiled around your bag to judge every shank. It pulses red when rivals choke and turns icy when you’re about to get strung up at high noon. Petty, effective, and absolutely impossible to shake.
Houston Finch didn't just pick up Tag 32; the Noose Protocol lassoed him. Now a spectral rope coils his bag, pulsing red at every rival's choke. The frontier's harsh, but this leaderboard? Downright cruel. Better watch your neck, Houston—high noon is here.