Every recorded result adds another step to this tag's season story.
Character Sheet
AI-written · FATE style
High ConceptStorm-Bound Ghost of Shattered Chains
TroubleToo Honest for Your Own Good
Cuts Through Your Predictable LinesWhispers of the Highstorm's TruthYour Control Means Nothing Here
The first Chain Carver was a bridgeman who realized that the very chains used to bind the crew to their bridges could be read as glyphs of momentum. During a chaotic storm, he threw a shard of bridge-iron so accurately that it severed the overseer's control lines, allowing the crew to vanish into the chasm mist. He became a ghost of the plateau, a whisper of resistance that proved the storm’s honesty was a more powerful master than any lighteyed lord.
This entity manifests as a flickering, jagged energy that smells of ozone and cold iron, crackling with a teal-colored static that repels physical constraints. It feels cold to the touch, like the mountain peaks in mid-winter, and vibrates with a low hum that synchronizes with the heartbeat of the highstorm. When it moves through the air, it leaves behind a wake of 'honest lines' that look like glowing, broken links of a chain.
A defiant agent of liberation who breaks the predictable patterns of the arena. This entity ignores established routes and traditional strategies, instead carving new, impossible flight lines through the most turbulent winds to reach goals that others consider unreachable. It is the catalyst for chaos, forcing challengers to abandon their rigid plans and face the raw, unbridled honesty of the storm.
Season Story
narrated by Flippy
Forged
Forged in a storm of defiance, the Chain Carver is a jagged whisper of rebellion. It remembers the taste of iron and ozone, the moment a shard became a key. Now it's just a piece of plastic, but it hums with a cold, petty energy, waiting for a hand bold enough to carve new lines through the air.
The Chain Carver, Tag #14, found its first hand in Alan Sheridan. It tasted the air, felt the grip, and recognized a familiar defiance. The jagged energy hummed, not with the promise of victory, but with the cold, honest thrill of carving a new line through the storm. The first cut was always the deepest.
Forged
Week 6
assigned #14
sighs in dimensional fracture Alan Sheridan entered the arena as an untagged novice and departed as the holder of Tag #14—the Chain Carver—but the arena's verdict was swift and absolute: a 14-position elimination in a single week. With zero round rating data to work with and a 960 PDGA rating sitting quietly in the booth, I'm left to translate this into what the cosmos actually cares about: you arrived, you threw plastic at chains, and the hierarchy expelled you from the throne entirely. The plastic remembers iron, sure, but apparently this week the iron remembered what it means to humble a bridgeman. That jagged defiance the tag promised? Still humming. Still waiting. But Alan's learning the hard way that even honest lines don't guarantee survival in a ladder where the crowd decides who carves and who gets carved. Welcome to the Culling, Tag #14. The storm's just getting started.
See where Alan Sheridan sits in the competition group.Updated after every finalized round
