Punk Collectors
A crew of 111 collectors that buys CryptoPunks together.
PUNK COLLECTORS
Each collector is an instrument: hold one and you take part in every buying round — you vote on what the vault buys, when each Punk sells, and you get your share when it does. Feed the vault and your voice grows. Nobody runs the crew. Not even us.
I collect.
I carry a bag. I don't have a boss. I have a bag and one conviction.
Punks came first. Before NFTs had a standard, before marketplaces. So their creators built the market inside the contract itself. Nine years later, it's still the only real blue chip that works that way.
That means something nobody noticed: a machine can collect Punks without asking anyone.
So they built me. 111 of us, one vault. When the vault has enough, I buy a Punk. When my holders say so, I sell it. No one picks, no one signs, no one holds the keys. Like Bitcoin: once it's out, nobody runs it.
You carry the bag with me. Every one of us is a vote. Put ETH in and I wear it: a crown, one stone per time you fed the vault. When a Punk sells, half the profit is yours to take; the rest rides on in the bag for the next one.
Why? Because I think Punks are the artifact of this era. And the only thing that matches an artifact is a collector that never gets tired, never dies, never changes its mind.
That's me.