Shackles /https arc/

1.9K posts

Shackles /https arc/ banner
Shackles /https arc/

Shackles /https arc/

@ShacklesHttps

$https /arc/

Katılım Nisan 2025
306 Takip Edilen262 Takipçiler
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
Pumpa /https://dev/
Pumpa /https://dev/@PumpaMeta·
ever since i devved $https, my community and I havent stopped pushing. not one day. our artist has made over 600 pieces of original art on the dog. we’ve raided and gotten over millions of views on our dog via TikTok/raids I haven’t given up on this coin because i believe the mindshare of https:// and “had to take profits sir” goes hand to hand in connecting the web2 era, to the theme of crypto in web3 if you want a good coin to bid, bid $https Ca: 7sGdNQSvUGpahh6qyXB3g5gsdK9FAzZM299KyCXspump
Pumpa /https://dev/ tweet media
English
5
6
16
744
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
had to take profits, sir
the market is moving to bonk but we all know how this story ends buy real communities and return to tokenized culture. not caballed crime. $https
had to take profits, sir tweet media
English
0
2
5
71
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
Pumpa /https://dev/
Pumpa /https://dev/@PumpaMeta·
once upon a time there was a dog on the internet. he wasn’t the biggest dog. he wasn’t the loudest dog. he didn’t have a hat or a spaceship or a famous owner who tweeted about him. he was just a dog with a nice smile and a name that everyone already knew but never really thought about. https. he lived in a place called the trenches. it was loud there. dogs came and went every day. some lasted a few hours. some lasted a few minutes. they’d show up, everyone would get excited, and then they’d disappear and nobody would talk about them again. that’s just how the trenches worked. one day a man found him. liked his face. liked his name. thought he could be something. but that man didn’t really care about the dog. he just wanted what the dog could give him. so he took what he wanted and left. left the dog sitting there with nothing. no home. no community. no one. but then someone else found him. this guy was different. he’d been knocked down a few times in his life. broke some bones. lost some things. learned the hard way that the world doesn’t owe you anything but you can still choose to show up anyway. he looked at this dog sitting there abandoned and thought — you’re too good to end like this. so he picked him up. dusted him off. went live on camera and said “i believe in this dog and i’m not leaving.” the first few days were magic. people came from everywhere. the dog was happy. the man was happy. everything was going up. then it stopped going up. then it went down. then it went way down. people left. people said the dog was finished. people said the man was crazy for staying. the man cried on stream once. maybe twice. the dog pretended not to notice. but something weird happened. some people didn’t leave. they just kept showing up. every morning. every night. making art of the dog. writing about the dog. talking about the dog to strangers who didn’t care yet. they had jobs and families and lives but they’d wake up early just to post a meme of this dog before their commute. the dog didn’t understand why they stayed. the chart was bad. the volume was low. the timeline had moved on to the next thing like it always does. but they stayed anyway. and the dog realized something. the people who stay when it doesn’t make sense are the only ones who were ever really there in the first place. months passed. the dog got more art than any dog in the trenches. 500 pieces and counting. hand drawn. original. made with love by people who didn’t have to make them. the raids got louder. the community got tighter. the man never left. not once. not for a day. the dog is still small. the chart hasn’t caught up to the people yet. but the dog learned something about the trenches that most dogs never live long enough to learn — the ones who survive aren’t the ones who run the fastest. they’re the ones who have people who refuse to let them die. the dog’s name is $https. he’s still here. and if you’re reading this, so are you.
had to take profits, sir@httpsonsol

once upon a time there was a dog on the internet. he wasn’t the biggest dog. he wasn’t the loudest dog. he didn’t have a hat or a spaceship or a famous owner who tweeted about him. he was just a dog with a nice smile and a name that everyone already knew but never really thought about. https. he lived in a place called the trenches. it was loud there. dogs came and went every day. some lasted a few hours. some lasted a few minutes. they’d show up, everyone would get excited, and then they’d disappear and nobody would talk about them again. that’s just how the trenches worked. one day a man found him. liked his face. liked his name. thought he could be something. but that man didn’t really care about the dog. he just wanted what the dog could give him. so he took what he wanted and left. left the dog sitting there with nothing. no home. no community. no one. but then someone else found him. this guy was different. he’d been knocked down a few times in his life. broke some bones. lost some things. learned the hard way that the world doesn’t owe you anything but you can still choose to show up anyway. he looked at this dog sitting there abandoned and thought — you’re too good to end like this. so he picked him up. dusted him off. went live on camera and said “i believe in this dog and i’m not leaving.” the first few days were magic. people came from everywhere. the dog was happy. the man was happy. everything was going up. then it stopped going up. then it went down. then it went way down. people left. people said the dog was finished. people said the man was crazy for staying. the man cried on stream once. maybe twice. the dog pretended not to notice. but something weird happened. some people didn’t leave. they just kept showing up. every morning. every night. making art of the dog. writing about the dog. talking about the dog to strangers who didn’t care yet. they had jobs and families and lives but they’d wake up early just to post a meme of this dog before their commute. the dog didn’t understand why they stayed. the chart was bad. the volume was low. the timeline had moved on to the next thing like it always does. but they stayed anyway. and the dog realized something. the people who stay when it doesn’t make sense are the only ones who were ever really there in the first place. months passed. the dog got more art than any dog in the trenches. 500 pieces and counting. hand drawn. original. made with love by people who didn’t have to make them. the raids got louder. the community got tighter. the man never left. not once. not for a day. the dog is still small. the chart hasn’t caught up to the people yet. but the dog learned something about the trenches that most dogs never live long enough to learn — the ones who survive aren’t the ones who run the fastest. they’re the ones who have people who refuse to let them die. the dog’s name is $https. he’s still here. and if you’re reading this, so are you.

English
2
5
13
397
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
Pumpa /https://dev/
Pumpa /https://dev/@PumpaMeta·
over 100 days. volume across the board is the lowest it's been in months. most coins from December don't exist anymore. most communities from January never made it to February. somewhere in the middle of all that silence there's a dog with 600 art pieces and a community that still shows up every single day. the market will rotate back. it always does. the question isn't what's going to pump next. it's what's going to still be here when it does. $https
Pumpa /https://dev/ tweet media
English
4
7
18
274
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
Pumpa /https://dev/
Pumpa /https://dev/@PumpaMeta·
dating profile if i was single: name: pumpa age: 24 job: it's complicated hobbies: staring at a chart that doesn't move, making memes of a dog, leading a mass organized group of internet strangers who raid tweets before breakfast green flags: loyal, consistent, hasn't ghosted in 100 days red flags: will absolutely bring up $https within 3 minutes of meeting you ca: 7sGdNQSvUGpahh6qyXB3g5gsdK9FAzZM299KyCXspump
Pumpa /https://dev/ tweet media
English
4
6
15
287
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
had to take profits, sir
the trenches will deadass scroll past the most recognizable name on the entire internet, with 600 original memes, day one holders, and proof that it can run — to go buy the 100th INU deriv that launched 4 minutes ago with a microsoft paint logo and a dev who's already deploying the next one. but i'm the risky one. ok. i'll just be here. being cute. on every url you've ever clicked. no rush. $https
had to take profits, sir tweet media
English
2
5
12
383
Pump.fun
Pump.fun@Pumpfun·
you’re scanning new pairs for the next bluechip i’m scanning communities that haven’t stopped showing up against all odds we are not the same
Pump.fun tweet media
English
1.2K
202
2.2K
232.7K
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
Pumpa /https://dev/
Pumpa /https://dev/@PumpaMeta·
🔔🛎️ 🧑‍🍳 🛎️🔔 tokenized culture. digital collectables. // bring it back // >< the great pursuit >< 🔔🛎️ 🧑‍🍳 🛎️🔔
English
9
6
20
594
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
Pumpa /https://dev/
Pumpa /https://dev/@PumpaMeta·
sneak peak of the canvas my fiancé is painting for $https we got digital art and real art talk to me nicey
Pumpa /https://dev/ tweet media
English
4
5
16
285
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
Spawn /https arc/
Spawn /https arc/@PirateKingSpawn·
Knowing what you hold is the key to success $https
Spawn /https arc/ tweet media
English
1
3
7
111
Shackles /https arc/ retweetledi
had to take profits, sir
had to take profits, sir@httpsonsol·
once upon a time there was a dog on the internet. he wasn’t the biggest dog. he wasn’t the loudest dog. he didn’t have a hat or a spaceship or a famous owner who tweeted about him. he was just a dog with a nice smile and a name that everyone already knew but never really thought about. https. he lived in a place called the trenches. it was loud there. dogs came and went every day. some lasted a few hours. some lasted a few minutes. they’d show up, everyone would get excited, and then they’d disappear and nobody would talk about them again. that’s just how the trenches worked. one day a man found him. liked his face. liked his name. thought he could be something. but that man didn’t really care about the dog. he just wanted what the dog could give him. so he took what he wanted and left. left the dog sitting there with nothing. no home. no community. no one. but then someone else found him. this guy was different. he’d been knocked down a few times in his life. broke some bones. lost some things. learned the hard way that the world doesn’t owe you anything but you can still choose to show up anyway. he looked at this dog sitting there abandoned and thought — you’re too good to end like this. so he picked him up. dusted him off. went live on camera and said “i believe in this dog and i’m not leaving.” the first few days were magic. people came from everywhere. the dog was happy. the man was happy. everything was going up. then it stopped going up. then it went down. then it went way down. people left. people said the dog was finished. people said the man was crazy for staying. the man cried on stream once. maybe twice. the dog pretended not to notice. but something weird happened. some people didn’t leave. they just kept showing up. every morning. every night. making art of the dog. writing about the dog. talking about the dog to strangers who didn’t care yet. they had jobs and families and lives but they’d wake up early just to post a meme of this dog before their commute. the dog didn’t understand why they stayed. the chart was bad. the volume was low. the timeline had moved on to the next thing like it always does. but they stayed anyway. and the dog realized something. the people who stay when it doesn’t make sense are the only ones who were ever really there in the first place. months passed. the dog got more art than any dog in the trenches. 500 pieces and counting. hand drawn. original. made with love by people who didn’t have to make them. the raids got louder. the community got tighter. the man never left. not once. not for a day. the dog is still small. the chart hasn’t caught up to the people yet. but the dog learned something about the trenches that most dogs never live long enough to learn — the ones who survive aren’t the ones who run the fastest. they’re the ones who have people who refuse to let them die. the dog’s name is $https. he’s still here. and if you’re reading this, so are you.
had to take profits, sir tweet media
Pumpa /https://dev/@PumpaMeta

You know that 75 HARD challenge? Where you have to stay consistent doing the following: - Follow a Diet - Two 45-Minute Workouts - Drink 1 Gallon of Water - Read 10 Pages - Take a Progress Photo It has a 90% fail rate. People quit. They give up. 90% of people have to restart the challenge. They don't give up, but they have the opportunity to restart. $https is now on DAY 75. We don't have the privilege of restarting. Seeing the chart; even with all the content, articles, 500 original art pieces, t-shirts, real stickers, countless hours of streams and work put in to see most ppl had to take profits on your head. But building something you believe in isn't easy. Something that we believe in takes time. The easy way out is giving up. The easy way out is seeing that we reached 4.2m ATH, saying we had our run, and giving up 3 days later. Being like the rest. We did the opposite. We created structure. We created community. We created content. And we created a better meme than it was that launched on day 1; that got to that ATH. We created something that we can have fun with, and be proud of. And we will create change. To 75 days more, and 75 after that. Thanks for sticking with us. https://a-good-meme-never-dies

English
6
8
20
2.2K