It sold out. Then it died.
9,953 Robinhood Chimps went to about 1,700 wallets on a brand new chain — then sat completely dead for a month. No team, no posts, no buyers.
Traders found the art anyway.
Nobody was promoting it. There was nobody to promote it. People bought the chimps regardless, and in one week the floor went up fifteen hundred percent.
Then a "dev" turned up.
An official-looking account appeared after the pump — not the artist, not a founder. A freelancer paid $100 to deploy the contract, who'd never owned any of it.
We tried to buy the project.
About forty holders built a Discord and negotiated to purchase it outright. The deal collapsed over one question he couldn't answer: who actually owns the artwork?
He renounced it — and locked us out for good.
Nine minutes after announcing he was gone, he threw away the keys. That sounds like freedom. It isn't. It means the 5% royalty pointed at his wallet can never be removed, and nothing about that contract can ever be fixed by anyone. Ever.