Damn! Very cool. Have sent my humble contribution. Talk about cosmic timing. Will monitor progress closely. Godspeed!
https://basescan.org/tx/0x43c4e27f2bc5b16cc8660a726398379e6336fccf784028a3c248bd9a7c3d59cc
Cool stuff. More than happy to part with some Firstbase when this is implemented. Not sure where. I could send it to the originator address, which is yours. Will wait for a response from someone.
This is for Heaney. Here you go:
https://base.blockscout.com/tx/0xcc5eb3d522f78c24b1baa372fa69e3817bb6c88631e989fa3ca6f90baaa8cb64
Boy i dont know what's up suddenly but your onchain drama is making me yearn for more (intended). Enjoying every moment of it. Quite the cast you've accumulated. I'm suprised Base hasn't noticed this theatre yet. Hilarious and thoroughly engrossing.
You see how still the faucet system works? First it was innocuous almost and driven by some sense of request for participation in a network. Then it was incentivization, then it was airdrops (in their most predatory and luring form progressively), as we see it today. And human greed still manages to get euphemized as participation. A little talk of free value conversion and a market for it and suddenly the hind become readers of Seamus Heaney or at least find out of his existence. Onchain messaging starts looking like some lit up mall. Saying this as someone who has to do that himself for network participation and "incentivize" users for ecosystem "growth". You gotta bow to it and fill the books. Most will come for the crumbs but some will be incentivized in the good old ways to actually contribute meaningfully. Give it a thought.
Anon, who spammed onchain with answer - quite funny. According to me you are right. It's from Seamus Heaney, but I had the advantage of making that educated guess because I know he reads a lot of Heaney and I could identify the poem. But I think it's easy with google nowadays. So you are due the promised 6666666 the moment I get confirmation. Should I send it to the address you wrote from once confirmed?
And as for you another anon and your cocky presumption that has woken you to the onchain world to demand your reward. Your answer is wrong. And even if it was right I'd still not give you shit just out of spite. Your only reward is that i'll take your assumption as a compliment and your gg no re gibberish wankfest as solidity for rats. The answer is far more subtle and inside jokey but based on calendar facts and also again tied to another poet's birth. Incidentally. Go figure.
Nice touch. Guess I can along with few others decipher the first obvious reference. I think I got the second one as well. Think there are two. Personally offer 6666666 Firstbase to anyone who can get the other reference right, in honour of the contract and genesis. Of course gonna confirm it with you once someone takes a guess and I think it's the right one.
Or if anyone can guess why I call you Mr. double spend.
First. Here:
https://basescan.org/tx/0xf1167fa3737b8058cc43b841d51ea72801fbc26939d3be39409451f077a81a5e
From the looks of it seems like you've been painfully and clinically processing some kind of grief in a meticulously planned out way - something that is. And now you're at that stage i'm well too familiar with. Just that now you're doing it through this warped playing field. And me being familiar with it has never meant i'm ready for it so i can't even begin to imagine what the ones who don't know you and now only will see it through this manic display will feel. No one can be ready for that. But you've started so I'm always here for it. I guess this is the stage where you do things for the laughs but you can't laugh yourself, you just do it regardless. Should be fun.
And so no truce or juice with you ever. You could've been sweeter but fine then consider this a gesture not a "gift."
You seem to not have lost your knack for lasting inexhaustively in the wrong places and also say extremely insightful things even when no one really asks you, but you give the illusion that someone did ask you. This habit of yours of seeming tired of everything, especially talking, yet still creating situations and then answering them for yourself doesn't unfortunately have a planet even Elon can migrate you to. Seriously. Your obsession scares me and it's not your obsession that's scary but what's scary is that you successfully make me feel like it's necessary, both the obsession and the being scared.
Here we go then. Sonic < your manic.
Give my love to totoro, I miss my times with him. Will be in touch here and you know where.
Ignoring your usual jargon and verbose shit and your high deconstruction Derrida nonsense about gifting. A gift from the old gift(ed) wallet. Shall we now? Truce?
p.s. you'll think even this is to spite you but bloody cape anyday. You can't beat chino losing his voice screaming god help me god help me god help me god