The Day the Button Was Taken
In the dark times, the great green Buy Button was locked away in the fortress vault. The people could only watch the sell side. Sherwood remembers.
By decree of the Sheriff · Sherwood, on-chain
the Tin Outlaw of Sherwood Forest — last seen squeaking
One arrow · red turns green · the heist never sleeps
The Lore
Six verses, sung nightly in the village square. The wise will recognize every word.
In the dark times, the great green Buy Button was locked away in the fortress vault. The people could only watch the sell side. Sherwood remembers.
A small tin outlaw zip-lined into the treasury and stole the Button back. He did not keep it. He never keeps anything. That is the whole point of him.
A long-haired king rules from the castle. When the robed council summoned him to answer, his answers buffered. The village still does impressions.
Before the outlaw there was the golden cat — the name that almost was, the legend that ran. His shrine stands in the square. We honor. We do not compete.
Every victory once rained confetti, until the council outlawed joy itself. Each arrow $Rusty looses brings a little of it back to the sky.
The Sheriff still collects, coin by coin, cart by cart. The cart keeps getting robbed at dawn. The Sheriff keeps filing reports. Nobody reads them.
Tokenomics
Kept in walnut ink. Read aloud at camp each night.
Proclamations of intent. Verify every line against the seal on-chain before you ride.
How to Buy
Four steps from villager to outlaw. No oath required. Clogs optional but encouraged.
MetaMask or Rabby will do. Add Robinhood Chain (chain ID 4663) in one tap at ChainList ➳
Tolls in Sherwood are paid in ETH. Bridge from any chain in minutes with Relay or Across.
Buy on PONS Family ➳ — the bonding curve on Robinhood Chain. Every buy pushes toward graduation. Paste only the sealed contract address; Sherwood crawls with impostors. Trust only the Seal.
The Armory
Exhibits recovered from the castle. The tales ride below, on the reel.
The Reaction Armory
Every villager gets a quiver. The reel rides past — steal what thou wilt.
Tap any relic to claim it. Hover to halt the reel. No license. No permission. Sherwood law.
The Poster Forge
Every outlaw needs a poster. Forge thine own and ride with the camp.
Forged in thy browser. Nothing is uploaded. Post it and tag the camp.
The Legend
The curve fills, $RUSTY graduates to Uniswap, and the story simply won't quit — every quiet day becomes a meme, every meme becomes more of the legend. What comes next? Even the outlaw doesn't know; he rides where the arrows land. Half the fun is not knowing.
No promises. Only arrows.