You will probably lose money.
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Hamelin · The town hall · Questions from the floor
They took questions in 1284 as well, and gave excellent answers — right up until the moment the music started. Everything below is true, including the parts that are bad for us.
Chapter the first
Deliberately boring. A memecoin should be strange in its art and dull in its mechanics.
Robinhood. Wallet: MetaMask. Swap: Uniswap. Fees are pennies and blocks are fast. None of the plumbing is meant to be interesting. The tale is the interesting part.
1,000,000,000 tokens. 18 decimals. Fixed at deployment. One thousand guilders, adjusted for eight centuries of inflation and a certain amount of nerve.
Mint authority is revoked at launch, so there is no second billion. Freeze authority is revoked too, so no wallet can be locked — not by us, not by anyone.
0% on the buy. 0% on the sell. No reflections, no auto-liquidity, no clever contract taking a slice on the way past. The Piper collects once, from the town, in a manner of his own choosing. He does not skim.
There is no fee and no team bag. We hold what we buy on the open market, at the same price, from the same pool as you. The cleanest structure a memecoin can have is the one with nothing set aside to argue about later — so that is the one we chose.
No. No presale, no whitelist, no private round, no allocation for the man who once told you about a coin. Not one wallet has taken money from anybody. Everyone arrives at the same door at the same hour.
Because it is not deployed. That is the entire answer, and it stays on this page until it stops being true.
CA NOT YET DEPLOYED
When the address exists it appears here first, then on X. In that order. Any address circulating before then belongs to somebody who wants your money more than we do.
Provisional. Announced on X first, always.
Three checks, in this order. Skipping any of them is how people lose everything.
Counterfeits will appear within minutes of launch. Counterfeits always do. A rat is very good at looking like the rat in front of it.
Install MetaMask. Write the seed phrase on paper — not a screenshot, not a note, not a chat with a helpful stranger. Fund it with Robinhood. Verify the contract against this page. Swap on Uniswap. Then sit still.
Two different questions live inside that one, and the honest answer needs both.
On the chain? $PIPER is deployed on Robinhood Chain — the EVM network — the same way any token is deployed on any public chain. That is what "chain: Robinhood" on this site means, and nothing more.
Listed in the Robinhood app? No — and being on the chain does not make it so. The Robinhood brokerage lists the assets it chooses, when it chooses, by a process it does not publish. There is no application, no form, no queue you can pay to join. So anyone who tells you a Robinhood listing is confirmed, imminent, or days away is lying to you — including us, should we ever say it. We will not. The same holds for every other exchange, and for every screenshot of one.
Chapter the second
Eight hundred years old, out of copyright, and unnervingly current.
No. That one belongs to HBO. Ours is from 1284 and belongs to nobody. The Brothers Grimm wrote it down in 1816. Robert Browning put it into verse in 1842. Both are long in the public domain, which is why we can carve it into a website without asking a lawyer first.
We are unaffiliated with, and not endorsed by, HBO, Warner Bros. Discovery, any exchange, or any middle-out compression algorithm. If you came looking for a fictional startup, you have instead found a real rat problem.
Because it is the one folk tale that was already about crypto. A stranger arrives with a technology nobody understands. He solves a problem everybody agreed was unsolvable. The people who benefited then decide, afterwards, that the price was unreasonable.
He is not angry. He does not sue. He simply plays a second time. Every part of that has happened this cycle, to somebody.
Something. The oldest record is a line copied from a stained-glass window in Hamelin's church: on the 26th of June, 1284, one hundred and thirty children of Hamelin were led away by a piper dressed in many colours, and were lost at Koppelberg Hill.
No bodies. No ransom note. No explanation that survives contact with a historian — plague, emigration, a children's crusade, a dancing mania, a very bad harvest. The rats were added to the story some three centuries later. The rats are usually added later.
In Browning, one child cannot keep up. He reaches the hillside just as the door in the mountain closes, and spends the rest of his life describing a country he never got to enter.
He is the only reason anybody knows the story. He is the patron saint of everyone who found out on the second day. He is not a warning and he is not a consolation. He is simply the one who was left with the town.
The rats went first, and drowned in the Weser. The children went second, and were never seen again. The tale offers no third option.
The council survived, of course. The council always survives. It returned to its chamber, wrote the date on the wall, and passed a resolution about it.
Nothing. It is a token on Robinhood with a folk tale attached. There is no product, no revenue, no yield, no staking, no utility, and no obligation to build any of those things.
The art is the product. The tale is the utility. Every image on this site is hand-written SVG and there is not one pixel of stock illustration in it. If that is not enough — and it is perfectly reasonable for it not to be enough — then do not buy this.
Chapter the third
This is the section we would delete if we were trying to sell you something.
We have no idea. Nobody does. Anyone who claims otherwise is selling, and what they are selling is you.
We will never post a price target, a multiple, a floor, or a chart with an arrow drawn on it. We do not know what this will be worth in an hour. Most memecoins go to zero. This one may very well be most memecoins.
And remember the thing you are buying into. The tale ends with everyone following the music into a mountain, and the mountain closes behind them. Read that sentence again. Then decide.
Yes. Treat that as a permanent, unfixable risk rather than a phase we will grow out of.
Anonymity means there is no name to sue, no reputation to burn, no office to visit, and nobody to subpoena. It means every promise we make is enforced by nothing except the code we have already published and your own ability to walk away. We think what happens on chain matters more than what is printed on a passport. You are entitled to disagree — and to act on the disagreement.
Here is the honest version, in three parts.
What we do at launchA burned pool with no buyers is a burned pool worth nothing. There is no arrangement of a smart contract that makes a memecoin safe. There never has been. The locks stop us from robbing you. They do not stop the tune from ending.
Then nothing happens, and nothing is owed. There was no presale, so there is no money to return. No wallet of ours has ever held a coin of yours. You will have read a folk tale and looked at some drawings, and you will be exactly as wealthy as when you arrived.
If the date moves, it moves for engineering reasons, and it is announced on X before it is announced anywhere else. If it never moves at all, this page stays up and the contract chip keeps saying precisely what it says today.
No. It is a memecoin. It has no intrinsic value, no cash flow, no dividend, no redemption, no claim on any asset, and no obligation owed to you by any person or entity.
We make no representation about price, listings, partnerships, exchanges, or the future. Nothing on this site is financial advice, and none of us is your advisor, your fiduciary, or your friend in this matter. If you need this money, keep it.
Then you lost money, and it was foreseeable, and we told you in plain sentences on a page you had to scroll past in order to buy.
Put in only what you can watch go to zero without a single thing in your life changing. Not what you can "afford to lose" — people lie to themselves with that phrase. What you can watch burn, on a Tuesday, and then go and cook dinner.
The Piper always gets paid. You might not.
No jokes below this line
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You have the answers
Everybody knows the first half of the tale. The second half is the one that should have persuaded the council to pay.