See Data Chip.
Junked Data Chips are the rarest of the 3 types of Data Chips.
The tooltip of any Data Chip can be read by you as a player by moving your cursor over its icon in your inventory - and then it can only be stored away. Data Chips cannot be used in any way ingame at present. There is no "reading device" in Creativerse where you could insert Data Chips to decode them or anything like that.
Their sole purpose is to give you some hints about the background-story of Creativerse. They seem to have been written in a time-based order that can only be guessed, but is not really important anyways. Data Chips are not parts of an ongoing story nor coherent information, just snippets of hints that won't fit together clearly.
Five of the Data Chips (called "Crash Dumps") contain a few morse codes though that can be deciphered to find an easter egg that is absolutely not relevant for the gameplay nor the game Creativerse in general.
Data Chips cannot be used for crafting, cannot be put into any quickslot, can't be placed into the world, cannot be consumed nor "learnt", but they can be traded between players on the same gameworld. Upon obtaining a new Data Chip, a message window about its discovery will be displayed.
You can read more about these rare findings and the codes they contain in the main article Data Chip.
|Look, I never asked to be so closely connected with him, but I guess I have no choice. Bummer.|
|Sometimes as I check out the land, my thoughts turn to that big moon in the sky and then I feel weird. I don’t know why. :/|
|I asked him about making another like me, since he’s totally boresville, but he mumbled something about not having enough ‘arc’. Lame.|
|He should have never taught me about this haiku thing: Trapped with this loser / No one to talk to these days / Pigsy doesn’t count|
|Haiku 2: What are you building / Out of earth sandstone and wood / I hope it’s a lounge|
|Hmmm. Some days have a different quality to them. Heard some scary things, but didn’t see anything. *grabs blankie*|
|I tried to tell him: people in thatch houses shouldn’t throw firebombs. I hate being right all the time :/|
|He’s been working with iron more. Must be a guy thing.|
|When he’s not looking, I like to shoot a sapling into the ground somewhere. Just call me ‘Pixi Cragwoodseed”. 8D|
|Seriously, I never thought we’d be goo-hunting for so long. Disgusting! He’s like a man possessed.|
|Always hunting goo / Can life get any better? / Note my sarcasm|
|Okay, I’ll admit. His latest invention is actually pretty fun to play with. I told him to make an icy path and then put one on the end and I think I even saw him smile when he tried it out heh.|