The parts
Background, base, fit, eyes, face. Five drawers, opened in the same order, 4,444 times.
Two cats handed in the same homework and both of them got an A. Nobody on this street has had an original idea since, and nobody has needed one.

Trade.
Copy.
Repeat.
The register lists 4,444 residents. Every one of them was assembled from the same set of parts, and the council considers that an achievement.
Background, base, fit, eyes, face. Five drawers, opened in the same order, 4,444 times.
Every cat wears the same feather in the corner. It belongs to Robinhood, and Robinhood Chain is where the whole street is being built.
A red thread runs through some of the files. The council has been asked about it twice and changed the subject both times.
The council has not set a date or a price. When it does, the notice goes up on @CopycatsOnRH first and on this page second.



Nobody on Cat Street invented anything. That is not an accident, it is the local economy.
It started with one poster taped to a lamp post: TRADE. COPY. REPEAT. By the next morning there were forty of them, all slightly worse, all slightly bigger. The Paw Exchange opened that afternoon in a laundromat that kept its lease and changed its sign.
Somebody photocopied a dollar. It worked, mostly, so the alley behind the fish market became Copy Bank. Vault door, marble counter, one teller who is also every other teller. Deposits are welcome. Withdrawals are a rumor.
The Copycat Club floats over the street because nobody could agree where to build the clubhouse. Membership is simple: do exactly what the cat in front of you is doing, one second later, forever. Most of the street qualifies. All of them think they were first.
In the middle of the road stands a statue of a cat holding both paws up. Some say it means victory. The plaque says TOTALLY LEGAL. The council voted to keep it because replacing it would require an original idea.
We hold. We copy. We repeat. When the snow comes off the mountains, the whole street stands in the road facing the same direction, waiting for someone else to move first, and then all of us move at once.
Nothing original. Everything legendary.
The signs and blimp go up. The town gets a name and one rule: nothing original, everything legendary.
Files open in waves. The whitelist goes first, everyone else a minute later, exactly as tradition demands.
The shop opens, the vault opens, and the trait desk starts taking appointments.
More streets, more signs, more suspiciously similar businesses. What gets built is whatever the council votes for.
Spend paw-points on prints, street signs and the occasional useless object. Points are the only currency here.
Deposit a cat and it earns paw-points for doing nothing new. The longer it sits, the more it earns. This is the only place points come from.
Swap one trait with another holder. Both files keep their number and both cats walk out slightly less original.
The holder channel. Mint news, council minutes, and the parts of the plan that are not public yet.
Season one holders get a free claim on the next street. No snapshot games, no extra hoops, no second wallet.
Holders vote on what the town builds next. One cat, one vote, and the result is what actually gets built.
Read the FAQNothing here is financial advice. It is barely advice.
Complaints window. Room 9C. Tap a note.
4,444. One digit, filed four times. The council recorded this as a coincidence and moved to the next item on the agenda.
Because the moment a face is public, three other collections have it by lunch. Files stay redacted until reveal day. See the Cat Files.
Robinhood Chain. The feather in the corner of every cat is the Robinhood mark, drawn once and then approved five times in five different colours because nobody could agree on one. Green for a good day, red for a bad one. You will need a wallet that talks to Robinhood Chain, and there is nothing to connect to until the mint is announced.
Not announced. When it is, the notice goes up on X first and on this page second, with the date, the price and the wave order in plain numbers.
There is no whitelist form yet, no price and no private sale. If you find any of the three quoted somewhere before the council posts them, somebody is copying, which is traditional here and also a scam.
The Insiders Only room from day one. The shop, the vault and the trait desk open in phases after mint, and season one holders get a free claim on the next street. The Paw Exchange lists which window opens when.
No. That is the product. Nothing original, everything legendary.
Then the council posts a notice saying so, on this page, where it posted the plan. Nothing gets quietly taken down and nothing gets quietly reworded.
On the register today: 4,444 cats, the art and the vote. Everything after that is scheduled, not sworn.
Reply to anything on our X account. Someone will answer, then five cats will repeat the answer as their own.
Still confused? Good, that is the house style.
The council does read its mentions, though.