Your series bag tag moved from #16 to #14 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Tumblebone Psalm
Season Arc · The Reckoning
2All-In league: Tumblebone Psalm stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleWhen the frontier claimed its first victims, their bones were scattered across the alkali flats. Over decades, tumbleweeds rolled over these remains, absorbing them into their woody skeletons. The Deadlands gave these cursed plants voice, and they now sing the eternal psalm of survival - the names of the remembered and the silence of the forgotten.
The Tumblebone Psalm manifests as a massive, desiccated tumbleweed skeleton that rolls without wind across the Deadlands, appearing at cullings. Its hollow branches are strung with human finger bones that click like wind chimes, and its core contains a glowing amber light that pulses in rhythm with the frontier's heartbeat. It carries the accumulated weight of forgotten souls, and its song can be heard before rankings update.
The Tumblebone Psalm is the frontier's recording mechanism - it rolls across leagues absorbing the final scores of the eliminated, transforming every failure into part of its eternal hymn. It creates a series-spanning connection across all leagues, with every elimination becoming part of a larger supernatural narrative.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyYour series bag tag moved from #106 to #16 based on your top 2 rated rounds from the last two completed series weeks.
Born when the alkali flats got peckish, this weed rolled over bones until it started singing. The Tumblebone Psalm clicks with finger chimes and glows amber like a held grudge. It remembers the survivors and ignores the forgotten. Petty? Absolutely. But it’s the only thing making noise out here.
Collin DeClerk snagged Tag #106, the Tumblebone Psalm, right out of the alkali dust. The finger bones clicked, the amber flared, and the Deadlands sang its first note. He didn't just win a tag; he inherited the silence of the forgotten. Welcome to the ghost town, partner.