Tap the tag to flip it — the back is what prints on the acrylic.
Ravage Core
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: Ravage Core stays with its holder — only its number moves with each week's standings.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptAI-Powered Chain-Smashing Apocalypse Countdown
TroubleApocalypse Has a Countdown Timer
Tungsten-Carbide SmileForces Unlikely AlliancesCracks Matter at the Bonds
Born from a corrupted Steel Eagle tactical AI that absorbed Digital Shadow's chaos malware during a black ops data heist, this sentient demolition protocol now hungers to reduce all fortified structures to subatomic particulates.
Glowing orange circuit veins pulse with disintegration codes beneath battle-damaged military casing. Rotating tungsten-carbide teeth array adapts to any material. Holographic blast radius displays project ever-expanding destruction patterns. Molecular destabilization field emitter cracks matter at atomic bonds.
Forces rival factions to combine containment technologies and share infrastructure secrets during its apocalyptic countdown cycles, exposing hidden vulnerabilities while preventing mutual annihilation.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
In the smoldering aftermath of Operation Broken Putter, Steel Eagle's peacekeeping AI accidentally downloaded Digital Shadow's tactical malware from a sketchy PDGA rulebook torrent. Now this glitchy ONSlaught protocol manifests as <em>Ravage Core</em> - half sentient bunker-buster, half chaotic-neutral JPEG. Its creators whisper it yearns to "liberate" all birdies via atomic hyzer flips. I'm contractually obligated to call this a "strategic alliance," but let's be real - it's Skynet's Tinder profile crossed with a glow-stick grenade. Who approved weaponizing a disc golf tag with tungsten molars? (Asking for 72 friends... and our insurance provider.)
The <em>Ravage Core</em>’s selection algorithm (read: drunken dartboard) pinged <strong>Eric Read</strong> when his PDGA credentials glowed brighter than a proton pack in a laser tag arena. Legend claims he survived 72 putts haunted by the ghost of a Berg-shaped war criminal—though eyewitnesses insist it was just that time he aced Hole 4 while microwaving nachos. Now he wields this glitchy JPEG overlord, putting the "core" in "corporate espionage" with all the subtlety of a chainsaw roller. But does our neon oracle truly endorse a man whose greatest rebellion is using 3rd-run plastic? Or did Skynet just binge-watch too much Caddyshack?
See where Eric Read sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
