KAGEURI

WHO THEY ARE

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They call themselves KAGEURI — 影売り — sellers of shadow. No clean ledger still holds that word.

Earth is ash. Super megacities hold the last light. Between them the waste runs open: dust roads, raiders, mutants. No ships. No stars. Just the run from one gate to the next.

KAGEURI is a night guild of shadow traders. They ride their own motorcycles city to city, pets on the tank and in the sidecar. They trade. They steal. They hunt the waste for artifacts the pets can smell before a man can — relics from drowned vaults, crates that never print a name. They sell the take on black desks in the underlevels.

Each KAGEURI keeps a pet. Not a mascot. A scout. The animals of this earth mutated with the land — horned things from the glass desert, wire-hounds from scrap yards, glow-foxes that drink the fence. The guild tames them. The pet finds the lock. The pet finds the relic. The bike does the miles. When a sale prints — legal or not — the scout takes the thicker sip.

They do not vote. They do not publish doctrine. Four thousand four hundred forty-four seats. Two genders on the floor. Pets on the shoulder. The waste between the cities is theirs to cross.

Behind the pit they keep a back room. Not for the street — an inner desk for seats already on shift. The guild’s own tape buys a chair at that table. The house names what sits on the felt that night. The city never sees that room. The pets do not hunt there. It is how a night guild keeps its own house when the tape is thick.

Some of them were born inside a megacity and never stayed clean. Some were raised on convoy dust and order-flow. All of them know the same rule: you do not chase a print. You sit until it comes to you. The pet does the hunting. The bike does the running. The guild does the waiting. The waste does not close.

They keep no flag. They keep a shift. On a good night the black market is thicker than the ash. On a bad night the pet still sits on the tank and watches the dark as if the dark owed them a print. The run is the job. Taming is the craft. Sitting is the oath.

This is not a story about a mint.
This is the story of shadow traders who ride the waste with their scouts.

PETS

In shadow we trade.

NX-01

ORU-KETH

// vesh-ka lum

Owner desk

Only 0x4133…573F sees this, and only if that wallet deployed the desk.

Pit gate

Open activation when you want seats to clock in. Close it to stop new ones. Then Open pit, then Open claims. Claims stay open after that. Lock and burn stay shut until you want them.

ActivationSEALED

PitCLOSED

ClaimsSEALED

Activated0 / 4444

Weight—

Pet trait ×1.33

The contract cannot fetch JSON. When you generate the collection, write a pets.json of every ID that has a pet. Upload it here — one confirm writes all 4444 flags. Do this at reveal, before Open pit.

No file yet. Format: {"ids":[3,7,12]} or a raw list of numbers.

$RIDE

Prints / RWA / extra tokens

ETH and WETH are on by themselves. Any other coin is ignored until you press Open pool. Scam tokens sent to the contract are not split and not claimable. Pull them out below, or leave them.

Send to holders

If claim is stuck, this pays each activated wallet its own cut. You pay the gas. It cannot be sent to an address you type. One token per run: ETH, then WETH, then each print you credited. Same formula as claim.

Stuck token

Scam or random tokens land here. They are not a pool. Pull stuck token sends that coin to you. ETH, WETH, $RIDE and anything you already opened as a pool cannot be pulled.

The Vault

Opens when you set the token and list prints. $RIDE cannot be a vault reward.

The Back Room

Opens a sit. Chip must be set. Bank must cover the pot. Close time is a countdown. The contract draws — you do not pick hands.

Your activated NFTs

Activate an NFT in your wallet to earn. The art stays with you. Clock out any day. $RIDE: lock ×2 (back) or burn ×4 (gone) — one per seat, 7–14 days.

Connect to see your activated NFTs.

Your cut

ETH, WETH and any print you drop. One confirm sends every cut you have. Or tap Claim on one row.

Connect to see what you can claim. Window stays sealed until reveal.

ETH and WETH are two separate cuts. Both stay 0 until the house opens claims.

ROADMAP

The Pit

Collab drop. 4444 seats. Mint 25 Sep 2026 15:25 UTC. 0.0033 ETH.
Clock in from the wallet. Art never transfers. Activation only.
90% of royalties go to NFT holders. Claim ETH any day.
Optional $RIDE boost later: lock or burn the amount the house posts. Not an airdrop.

The Tape

Fair-launch token $RIDE, on RobinWifHat. $RIDE is the engine from here.
No $RIDE airdrop to NFT holders. Do not wait for one.
90% of royalties go to holders. You claim ETH.
Fees: floor, ops, buyback.

III

The Vault

Opens when the house is ready — after it has bought a print pool.
Lock $RIDE 14 days. 24-hour window. Miss it — another 14.
Paid in RWA the house lists (ETH, NVDA, other ERC-20). Never $RIDE.
Pool cannot be pulled. A gift stays.

The Back Room

Hold a seat. Buy a chair with $RIDE — lock or burn. New buy-in every sit.
House names the print on the table. Night settles. Take your cut.
RWA and other ERC-20s can sit on The Desk the same way as ETH.
The collection stays the door. The night does not close.

WIF OUTLAWS

GTD

FCFS

PUBLIC

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SEATS

WHO THEY ARE

PETS

ORU-KETH

THE PIT

THE BACK ROOM

THE VAULT

THE DESK

THE VAULT

ROADMAP

The Pit

The Tape

The Vault

The Back Room

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