2222 Stock Photos of Tyler on the Solana Network. Stock Tylers are the first ever real human PFP project on any network. Tyler is fully doxxed (obviously). All photos are 1/1 of Tyler which were uniquely taken with real props.
Tyler is one of us.
More specifically, Tyler has been rugged in the past. He has gone on for hours searching for many of the perpetrators of such rugs to no avail. He has spent sleepless nights hearing Solana Monkey cries and Dragonz haunting him, telling him that he should have invested with them and not the others. After failing to sleep whilst taking 5 melatonin pills nightly, he decided to take matters into his own hands and doxx himself to prove to the community that projects can have integrity. Be not afraid of what is to come, his face is on it after all.
Tylers to the moon
Tyler Club DAO will be live on our online headquarters where holders can connect their wallet to get access to exclusive Tyler content. The Tyler Club DAO will hold at least 2-3 weekly votes on arbitrary events like "What should Tyler eat today?" or "Where should Tyler go visit?" as well as some surprise additional impromptu votes. We'll post video updates from Tyler after every vote. Picture an OnlyFans for Tyler that is exclusively hosted on our website.
Behind the scene previews, limited collections and bonus content all as Solana NFTs.
Our galleries will be hosted in both the Portals and Decentraland Metaverse so that everyone can come stop by and come appreciate our Tylart.
Above that, we'll have a dedicated wall in each of our galleries for "Tylers top weekly picks" where well curate and showcase art from the community. It can be their nft projects linking to their Twitter page, or just their own personal art.
Tyler will be launching his own cameo service for Tyler holders to use in any way they please. You could use them for other NFT and Token projects. Holders will receive a 99% off discount for life.
We want to help grow out the entire Solana Ecosystem. We will also always be open to suggestions from the community. Baby Tyler airdrops
What the F*ck?
2222 Stock Photos of Tyler on the Solana Network. Stock Tylers are the first ever real human PFP project on any network. Tyler is fully doxxed (obviously). All photos are 1/1 of Tyler which were uniquely taken with real props.
Tyler is me, Tyler is you, Tyler is all of us. Together we are Tylers and we will show the world what it is to show our faces on our sleeves -- and our PFPs.
Have you ever wondered how many hours of straight work it takes to be driven to insanity? Have you ever wondered how the body functions on just coffee, nicotine and ibuprofen? These are questions we asked ourselves when bringing this project to life. What we found was that we could not even answer these questions, we had no more brain capacity left. Did a shrimp fry this rice?
There are 2222 StockTylers. Each one was taken through sheer force of will and preservation. Each Tyler contains a unique combination of attributes, making each one a 1/1.
A smart individual, like the person reading this, can acquire a Tyler through our website on mint date. Afterwards, they can be acquired through secondary markets like Magic Eden.
Drained, lifeless, blonde,
abrasive to the touch – you know he is near.
The strand raises with your hand as you lift it from the dirt, sticking to your sweaty palm, almost as if it were afraid to be alone in the forest with the beast from whence it came. You sniff it– bleach. It's him.
You start heading West, fleeing the shrieks emanating from the small village East of the clearing. You start running.
High on cortisol, as the romantic emerald forestry blends with your speed, your eye somehow catches a stray rainbow propeller hat. The Eastward shrieks declare war on the propeller hat in your mind.
What should you do?
You must make a choice, the horror feels imminent.
Based on the ongoing massacre behind you, you choose to keep running forward.
He can't possibly be in two places at once.
Pleased with your quick-thinking and logical conclusion, you find a moment of solace scored by blood curdling screams and wind in your face.
You close your eyes for just a moment – the bliss of cheating death.
You hit a rubbery, cushiony and surprisingly fresh smelling mass.
You fall backwards. The sudden movement forces your eyes open.
You have no choice anymore.
Sporting a sailor hat and a sick, depraved smile, he stares through you. An overwhelming calmness takes your body hostage– It's over.
"Welcome, my Tyler"