psst... the rooftops are taken
10,000 hand-drawn alley cats claiming their block on the Robinhood Blockchain
issue no. 1 — the lore
every stray here was inked by paw, not printed by machine
we trade fish up on the wires while the city sleeps
10,000 of us are stamping our paws onto a brand new chain
the hood, as seen from the water tower
golden hour on the line
Fresh prints drying on the laundry line. Give one a poke — they do not bite. Usually.
no. 001 — cap & shades
no. 002 — starry eyed
no. 003 — bucket season
no. 004 is still getting dressed — follow the hood on X to catch it stepping out
pasted up at dusk
Every cat doubles as your street ID. Holders unlock the gated alley, private drops, and first dibs on everything the hood cooks.
Surprise airdrops rain from the rooftops as the Robinhood chain ecosystem grows. Holders eat first, always.
One cat, one vote. The council decides where the treasury fish gets spent — collabs, drops, or more tuna.
Dress your cat, swap fits, export stickers and banners. Your PFP is a wardrobe, not a static JPEG.
the alley print shop
Type your alias and the machine stamps you a pass. Your alley number is carved from your name — it is yours forever.
new turf, now open
Robinhood's chain is a brand-new skyline. CattoonHood moves in early and claims the best rooftops before the crowd shows up.
Built for speed with fees small enough to pay in fish scraps. Minting, trading, and alley business stay cheap.
Millions already walk this street. When they look up, the first thing they will see is a cat in a backwards cap.
the alley notice board
A hood of 10,000 hand-drawn cartoon alley cats settling on the Robinhood Blockchain. Thick ink, backwards caps, zero chill.
Still curious? Scratch at our door on X.