Thread by @AdatheistusRex

Levels within levels of @OldMoneyNFT

Level 0 - white disprivilege - you missed the mint, you've been lurking in the Discord for a while. You look for an entry. Why is it so difficult to find information about this fuckery?

You missed the mint... eyes bulge. You stick around.

Level -1 - retina burn - you ask "did I miss the mint?" You see a flurry of people putting on sunglasses on the Discord. People slap you with questions about meth and inflation and why your name is white. Did multiple people just call me mfer? Why do they not repond to bro?

Level -2 - designation - you find Designated News. Finally a central point of information about the project. You take a breath of fresh air, what fresh hell is this? Why does no-one ventilate this place? Sous vide?

discord.gg/qR8upQctZu

Level -3 - concern - what happened here? Your head is spinning, you feel a bit stilted. You insult people with their own discord emojis. Mfers won't get the best of you. There seems to be several threads about secondary, sous vide, talking about life. You throw your best memes.

Level -4 - exploration - some mods welcome you back after the short blackout. People shout about Meth and Inflation. You decide to take a breather and head to oldmoney.io for some more information, with a Designated News tattoo on your forehead.

Level -5 - well that didn't help - that website is confusing although it has a map, but you can taste the crisp design, at least there is that. You learn about @Hoodro_Wilson and @RTrixson - why aren't they doxxed, oh they're not real, yet. More digging.

Level -6 - Xessorsonned - you discover the bills, ah, finally - what you saw everyone post about on bird app.

You pick a number and you find this presidential personality with bloodstains and coffee stamps of approval. oldmoney.io/xesserson-house

Level -7 - fiat mines - you've lost 2-3 days at the fiat mines, blacklung feels better. Why can't you stop entering numbers. Clicking on these damn bills - the resolution on these are fit for a 49" superwide. You wonder why monitors are not measured in centimetres. Ah, US.

Level -8 - the plague loop - you return to the chat. Mfers are still on about your white name. You finally ask, they ask for your wallet or Jealous Island. Wot? You head back to the website. You can't get in, oh no. Back to chat. So... secondary it is then?

Level -9 - depression - what did you do with your life? How did you miss this? Did they do some kind of low key slow mint,under the radar? How is it that you have to sell a small car for a big beaked navy? What happened here? What did you miss? Why does everyone hate Henri? Mint?

Level -10 - lepus foramen - you grab a TiT. Why did they decide on multiple Policy IDs? This is a very confused administration. You run to Jealous Island, you screenshot. You head back, scorch some retinas and can finally shed your shiny name. You look for red plagues, seems rare

Level -11 - Kill a Bill - you flaunt your Jealous Island, a mod enters, takes out a sword, wtf?, people are clapping, greeting you, calling you a mfer, what just happened? You ask about the red plague. People laugh and ask about your bill. You head back to the market. So little

listed, and so many traits to choose from. You open up your cnft swiss knives and peruse the collection. Who left that there? That's brilliant. You hate yourself for not loading your wallet, fire up a full node. NONONO, no-one snipe that one. You sweat and pace, the transaction

goes through. SAVED! You have one of seven thousand five hundred. It's not an octo but you just love the joker trait, it's empty eyes, and party paint. This thing is gorgeous. Can you print it? Yes. You spend hours online finding the right canvas providers, and talk to vendors

about the need to print money. Some put the phone down, you eventually realise if you rephrase it to picture printing you won't end up on a list.

Level -13 - good night fuck off - you spend more and more time in the chat after discussing your bill acquisition and how lucky you were in the chat. Mfers drift in an out. Some furniture mfers are just always here. Are they bots, or oh, meth...

Level -14 - grassy knoll - you notice that you haven't checked other channels in a while, you hang in gen-pop and grassy knoll more. What the fuck is a twin? Oh boy, here we go, twin hunt is on, when did blue happen? Can't recall was a while ago. You remember once having thought

the traits were overwhelming. Now you have the numbers in your head for bloody toothed sharks, Thanos psycho stains, and doubledano robobills. How'd that happen, you think? Your boss calls "You haven't been to the office in a while, can you cover X's shift" -you reply all work is

remote now, and sure you'll mine some more fiat, blacklung is a little less prevailing for the remote. You wish you had a mobile wallet for snipes when you have to spent time outside for services that don't support delivery.

Level -15 - TiTs, DiCs, PooP - you start reading the papers. Rumours about vault hunts you missed, you spot weird certificates in people's wallets you now monitor, you notice the psyops of OCTO in "Doctor yourself" - distractive product placement. You reread for more information.

Level -16 - his-tory - you catch up on tales of forgotten times. You ask about the vault. You ask about the taboo words. You GM; GN mfers, and sometimes wake up sweating from nightmares of missed swipes. You discover the brain train. You buy a nosed one.

Level -17 - The Gold Standard - you join an auction. You realise you came unprepared for the pure chaos and deep pockets you need. You panick, you bid nonetheless, you spend 24 hours hiding and flipping cartoon animals to ensure you can actually afford the lot you won.

You follow @dillyxcooks and clean your calendar - no more dirty shift coverage for non-mfers. Let them learn about inflation the hard way, you realise you can only do so much. You buy a book on macro economics, a the sous vide thing finally arrived... You smile and scroll

Level -18 - you start trading your bills to chase the mfer rank as that annoying Mfer. Untopofyou keeps alluding to your state in the game. Downward stonks. Languish pain. You decide you'll show her/him.

Level -19 - transilit - you have some good laughs as the mfers you jumped all play the languish game in your stead. They put paper bags over their heads as good mfer-sportmanship and you know there will be future blood, it's writ on the bills. @OldMoneyNFT tbc...

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