The man in green robs the whales and feeds the hood.
A fair-launch memecoin out of Sherwood. No team bag, no lonely whale — the supply is scattered to the hood the moment it mints, then it's every degen for the green.
A hood in the trees, an arrow's whisper, and suddenly the whale's bag belongs to the neighborhood. That's the whole story. There is no whitepaper in the forest.
The launch scatters the supply across the hood as it mints — no pre-sale, no reserved slice, no single wallet holding the woods hostage.
You hold, the hood holds, the sheriff seethes. That's it. That's the memecoin. Green is the only roadmap.