He is the last player of an arcade everyone left. The prize fills up with every trade. Nobody comes to play. So he gives the prize to whoever shows up.
Who is he? A chrome cat on a board, drifting through the chart. White eyes. He does not talk much.
Why lonely? Because in a 1v1 you are alone too. Nobody plays your run for you.
What does he want? Players. Not the prize.
Flood the internet
Take every picture. Post them everywhere.
They are yours, free to use. Put the cat on your avatar and your banner. Post a poster with a caption from below. Your own account, one picture per post: that is how he stops being lonely.
THE FIRST NIGHT CUP. Mon 9/14, 4:00 PM to 2:00 AM ET, Robinhood Chain. Three titles, a third of the cup each: 1V1 KING, BIGGEST COIN, STACK MASTER. $LONELY
The loneliest cat alive is the last player of an empty arcade. Beat one player, take both bets. $LONELY
No luck in here. Same hidden level for both players, every score replayed. The better player takes both bets. $LONELY
Launch your coin on the $LONELY launchpad tonight. The biggest coin launched there takes a third of the cup. $LONELY
gm from the last player of an empty arcade. $LONELY
Posters · open, then save
The first night cup · 1600×900Launch day · 1600×900Now playing · 1600×900The 1v1: you vs a player · 1600×900Ten games, one tap each · 1600×2000The film poster · 1600×2000
Top of the candle. Still alone up here.Red wave. Same board. Same cat.3am. Checking the chart again. Nobody else is awake.Somewhere behind him, someone just got liquidated. He did not turn around.The whale passed right under him. It did not notice. Nothing does.Everyone talks about going up. He just went. Alone.The grid goes on forever. So does he.Zoom in. He is still there.A forest of candles, green and red. He threads through every one of them.gm. From a place where the sun rises for nobody else.gn. Asleep on the board. Still drifting.Paper hands turn into paper bags. They float past him. He keeps going.Diamond paws. Nothing else holds on like this.Everyone was looking up. He was already there.They pulled the rug. He is riding it.Up the curve. Nobody ahead of him.One orbit. One cat. No exit.A sea of red. One green candle on the horizon. That is where he is going.Waiting for a signal. Same as you.He was alone for a very long time. Not anymore.