Bags
Description: Bold neon-green “MW4” logo on a pure black background. The letters are thick and angular with a cracked, weathered texture running through them, giving a damaged, high-impact look. Soft floating particles and subtle smoke surround the mark, creating a dark, tactical atmosphere.
Description: Don't Shoot I'm Friendly — the ARC Raiders survival prayer, stamped on a distressed circular badge and already full of bullet holes. Because saying it never actually works. Cracked cream lettering, worn rubber-stamp texture, and gunshot holes through the patch. For every raider who’s waved, typed friendly in chat, or tried to extract in peace… and still got dropped.
Description: Straight Outta Speranza. Distressed badge for the raiders who came up in the underground hub and lived to extract. Classic cracked cream lettering on a worn military-patch shield. For every player who’s ever dropped topside, lost their kit, and still made it back to the workshop. Speranza pride.
Description: Arc Raiders creed on a distressed badge. “LIVE BY THE GOOP / DIE BY THE GOOP” with Scrappy the rooster in the middle, rocking sunglasses like he owns Speranza. Cracked cream lettering, worn military-patch texture, pure workshop energy. For every raider who knows the real MVP is the chicken that keeps bringing scrap.
Description: Classic ARC Raiders moment on a distressed badge. Bold cracked lettering reads “DUDE I SAID FRIENDLY” — for every raider who’s ever waved, looted in peace, or tried to extract without drama… and still got lit up. Worn vintage texture, high-contrast cream and black, built for the Speranza survivors who know the struggle. Simple, loud, and instantly recognizable to anyone who’s played the game.
Description: In the Rust Belt ruins above Speranza, every high-tier drop comes with a target on your back. This tee features the battle-tested, olive-drab ARC weapon crate, rendered in gritty, distressed detail with custom military stencil markings and the forward extraction chevron. Whether you're pushing into high-threat zones or making a mad dash for the elevator, this shirt captures the tense, survival-first spirit of every raid. Graphic: High-definition, textured print featuring the field-weathered ARC weapon crate with "TRUST NO ONE" and technical serial markings.
Description: Ahhh! Divided sky, the wind blows high [The divided sky chant is part of an ancient ritual dating back to the pre-Wilson years of She purity in Gamehendge. After listening to the sacred sounds for a sloping lawn, three chosen subjects eat a special root collected at the base of the enormous mountain that rises in the center of the forest. The root is believed to contain the spirit of Icculus, who lives at the top of the mountain. After eating the root, they venture into a vast field at sundown. The field is deep green, and stretches as far as the eye can see in all directions. In the center of the field stands an enormous black rhombus. They climb the rhombus and begin to sing, paying homage to the gods of the night sky.]
Description: I feel I never told you The story of the ghost That I once knew and talked to Of whom I'd never boast For this was my big secret How I'd get ahead And never have to worry I'd call him instead His answer came in actions He never spoke a word Or maybe I laid down the phone Before he could be heard I somehow feel forsaken Like he had closed the door I guess I just stopped needing him As much as once before But maybe he's still with me The latch was left unhooked He's waiting in the wind and rain I simply haven't looked
Description: Buffalo Bill Lyrics: "Looking for owls?" The young man asked Hoping to lighten the tension And the scowl he received as his only reply Made him smile as he relived the mention And the cowering fool walked on alone Quite proud of the fear he instilled And later they found him tied to a log Bent over and buffalo billed
