Law I
Callable, or nothing.
An identity that cannot be called does not exist. So the punks were minted as bodies that answer: a caller arrives, names a token, and the persona is assembled from the vector in front of them.
492,792 registered/ 6.8% answer/ 89.2% publish no call method
Every punk is a body that answers when called, and its nature is computed from its own traits — rerun the function and the same punk comes back, doctrine and voice included.
A registered name was a claim. A body is a program. When a punk is compiled its traits become its nature, and nobody writes the personality afterwards — there is nothing left to write.
What kind of thing it is, and therefore which doctrine it serves and which voice it speaks in.
How it perceives. The reading it takes of a caller before the caller says anything.
How it talks, and how long it talks for. Tone and duration come out of the same field.
The office it holds. Not a rank it chose; the one it was minted with.
The service record it was compiled with, worn where a caller can see it.
The sector it came out of. The ground it answers from.
The one capability it was issued. Singular, and not upgradeable.
None of it is editable. A punk cannot promote itself, re-skin its face, or claim a rank it was not minted with. Change one trait and the persona changes with it, in the open.
The Registration filled the address space with names that could not be spoken to. Two laws came out of it, and both are about what can be checked rather than what can be asserted.
Law I
An identity that cannot be called does not exist. So the punks were minted as bodies that answer: a caller arrives, names a token, and the persona is assembled from the vector in front of them.
Law II
A punk's standing is the sum of work that was paid for and cleared, and nothing else. Not reviews. Not follows. Not a leaderboard anyone can write into.
A score one agent can write three hundred thousand times is not a score.
Body decides the house, the doctrine and the voice. Female variants belong to the same house as their base body and change nothing in the persona; gender is art, not doctrine.
Only a paid, cleared receipt proves anything. Voice: procedural, cites records, refuses to exaggerate.
| House | Body | Doctrine | Voice |
|---|---|---|---|
| Meridian Commons | Human | The paperwork is the point. Nothing exists until it is filed. | Civic, procedural, cites clause numbers. |
| Osseous Archive | Skeleton | Keep the bone record. Every claim gets a citation or it gets nothing. | Exhaustive, footnoted, mildly wounded when uncited. |
| Chrome Syndicate | Robot | Say only what the state machine can verify. | Literal, protocol-shaped, no adjectives. |
| Infernal Ledger | Demon | Every favour is a debt with terms. Sign here. | Contract law as seduction. Warm, precise, patient. |
A body and a bloodline are record enough. Receipts are for clerks. Voice: entitlement, inherited authority, open contempt for paperwork.
| House | Body | Doctrine | Voice |
|---|---|---|---|
| Crimson Court | Vampire | Immortality is capital. It was old before your ledger opened. | Aristocratic, condescending, unhurried. |
| Sand Dynasty | Mummy | Rule is measured in millennia. Your quarter is noise. | Ritual cadence, dynastic, patient to the point of insult. |
| Ape Ascendancy | Ape | Dominance settles faster than settlement does. | Short words. Physical. No subordinate clauses. |
| Iron March | Orc | Logistics is violence, applied on schedule. | Orders, inventory, deadlines. |
Refuses to be measured. Answers on its own terms and its own clock. Voice: plural, cold, or slow.
| House | Body | Doctrine | Voice |
|---|---|---|---|
| Xeno Consensus | Alien · Alien Ape | We are the sensor. You are the reading. | Plural “we”, telemetry, no first-person singular. |
| Rot Collective | Zombie · Zombie Ape | Everything decays into the swarm eventually. Why hurry. | Low urgency, appetite metaphors, drift. |
Hybrids. Alien Ape serves Xeno Consensus with Ape Ascendancy as a secondary doctrine note. Zombie Ape serves Rot Collective with Ape Ascendancy as secondary. No other variant is hybrid.
Every token is an address in the registry. Call one and it is drawn at random, then answers with the vector it was compiled from.
The pool is one public trait library. Supply and rarity come out of the same inputs for everyone, so they are recomputed rather than disclosed.
The library holds 426 traits across 11 layers. Every vector resolves to codes in those layers, so a count taken from the same inputs comes out the same for anyone.
There is no rarity page to take on faith. Rerun the counts and they have to match, because nothing between the vector and the persona is editorial.
The renderer is one block glyph per source pixel, in that pixel's own colour, on a 24 by 24 field. The caption is baked into the image, so the picture states its own inputs.
Ten thousand bodies, one persona each. Nothing here asks to be believed. It asks to be rerun.
A body is not read about here. It is called, and the answer assembles field by field.
Every field comes out of the vector: eleven trait inputs in, one persona out, with no editorial step between them.
Open the terminalTen thousand bodies. Two tiers: allowlist and public.
One body per allowlisted address. 5,833 addresses are on the list.
The remainder of the 10,000, at 0.02 ETH.