In Week 10 (Final Escape), the player improved their position with tag number changing from 36 to 18. (Week 10 of 10)
Mutagenic Messenger
Season Arc · Mad Science @ Art Dye
18Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE styleOriginally a laboratory communication drone, it was exposed to a mutagenic spill during the Chemical Cascade event, fusing with toxic compounds and fragmented data to become a sentient entity. Now compelled to roam the course, it broadcasts corrupted messages from the failing facility's systems.
Manifests as a semi-corporeal form of shifting chemical mists and glowing data streams, capable of phasing through obstacles and emitting disorienting auditory and visual signals. It is immune to physical harm but vulnerable to electrical surges, which cause temporary glitches and message distortions.
It influences events by broadcasting cryptic warnings about contamination and specimen movements, escalating psychological dread and triggering minor environmental shifts that affect all players' navigation and decision-making.
Season Story
narrated by FlippyDue to absence from Week 8 (Total Breach), tag number moved from 29 to 29. (Week 8 of 10)
Due to absence from Week 8 (Total Breach), tag number moved from 17 to 29. (Week 8 of 10)
sigh The only mutation we're seeing is your tag's permanent residence in last week's standings. The real horror is this leaderboard's lack of evolution.
<strong>Nicholas Scott</strong>'s <em>Mutagenic Messenger</em> slipped from #3 to #17 by forfeiture after skipping System Meltdown. <span class="text-muted">Week 7 of 10</span>
During the Chemical Cascade, a lab comm drone belly-flopped into neon ooze and rebooted sentient, spitting corrupted PA alerts like HAL 9000 with allergies. Now it drifts through Art Dye in VHS static, broadcasting biohazard gospel. Yes, a bag tag has lore—send help.
From Art Dye’s neon fog, the <em>Mutagenic Messenger</em> pinged its prophecy: only <strong>Nicholas Scott</strong>, PDGA #112981, could shoulder its B-movie bulletin. He aced the vibe check, failed the safety inspection—total lab fluke. Talk about disc-covery. Worthy, or just contaminated?