From the Trash Heap to the Stars
Every meme coin needs a legend. Here's ours.
Just a Fly
Nobody ever bet on the fly. Swatted at, ignored, stuck buzzing around the same dumpster every single day. But this fly kept looking up — past the streetlights, past the smog, straight at the moon.
The Build
Scrap metal for a helmet. Hazard tape for the seams. A soda-can rocket held together with sheer stubbornness. Pilot Fly #28 suited up while the whole hive laughed. The countdown started anyway.
Liftoff
No fuel budget. No flight plan. Just wings, grit, and a suit two sizes too big. Somewhere between the atmosphere and the stars, the whole colony started watching. $FLYMOON was born mid-launch — and it hasn't come back down since.