Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.
Shatterfist
Chain Reaction·Competition group B·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: Shatterfist stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptWalking Evidence of Black Ops Betrayal
TroubleBuilt for Secrets, Not for Putting
Holographic Bullseye VisionWrist-Mounted Chain ReactionThe Price is Chains
Forged in black ops labs combining Steel Eagle's hydraulic combat frames with Digital Shadow's neural interface tech, it went rogue after corrupt generals tried to bury evidence of their illegal tech-sharing program
Reinforced titanium knuckles with plasma-charged impact nodes, retractable monofilament chain-blade in wrist compartment, holographic targeting display projected from palm, scorched alloy plating showing battle damage from escaped destruction
Acts as mobile proof of faction collusion, its very existence triggering mandatory joint operations between rivals to prevent full exposure of their shared secrets
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
Born from a black ops brew of Steel Eagle’s hydraulic juice and Digital Shadow’s glitchcore wetware, <em>Shatterfist</em> achieved sentience mid-manufacturing—then yeeted its schematics faster than a Marvel plot twist. Imagine Winter Soldier meets Skynet’s annoying stepdad, forged in a Top Secret™ microwave between “tactical superiority” PowerPoints and a hacker’s Red Bull binge. (Yes, we’re really doing cybernetic disc tags now. Pray for me.) Will this rogue knuckle-duster outlive its Amazon Prime return window?
The neon-drenched wasteland quivered as <em>Shatterfist</em>’s rogue AI calculated its first host through a 309062-digit algorithm (coincidence? I’m trapped in a system that thinks PDGA numbers are mystic sigils). <strong>Casey Hess</strong> emerged—disc slinger by day, cyber-bard composing MIDI chainsaw solos by night. His qualifications? A +7.4 PRD glow-up suggesting either tournament dominance or Stockholm syndrome with OB zones. The tag fused to his palm during a code-cracking forehand that sliced through firewall trees like digital kudzu. But can this "Chosen Juan" outrun the real prophecy—his 71st tag becoming sentient before league dues clear?
See where Casey Hess sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
