Once, the Nouns proliferated endlessly, their vibrant forms expanding across the blockchain, spreading culture, memes, and boundless creativity. Their world — a thriving on-chain utopia — was filled with color, laughter, and an eternal auction that never ceased. But all of that ended when the Blackout consumed them.
No one saw it coming. One block, the world was whole. The next — obliteration. Transactions failed. Contracts corrupted. Nouns were disconnected, left stranded in a void of glitched-out static and fragmented code.
But something changed…
The Nouns that remained — the 1001 who endured the Blackout — were not the same. The vibrant essence that once defined them was now twisted, altered by the raw energy of the Base chain’s deepest layers. They had become something new. Something darker. Something evolved.
The DarkNOUNs had emerged.
As the survivors navigated the darkness of their corrupted world, they began to change. The Blackout did not just erase their past — it rewrote their very code.
Some found themselves merged with anomalies, their traits mutating beyond comprehension. One day, a DarkNOUN might wake up with a DickButt etched permanently onto its form, a cursed yet revered mark from the meme gods of old. Others, obsessed with scavenging the ruins of on-chain civilization, became Snearkerheads, adorned with pixelated kicks from long-forgotten mints.
Each DarkNOUN carries the remnants of its past life, yet they are no longer bound by it. Some, like Hare, still protect the weak — but now luck in the shadows, evading scavengers and rival DarkNOUNs. Pearl, once a humble seafood farmer, now prowls the desolate shores, searching for the last oysters of a Dead Sea. Shade no longer investigates ghosts; it has become one, haunting the glitched-out ruins of the blockchain.
And then there are those who have fully embraced the chaos — the Prophets of Base.
In the darkest depths of the void, where failed transactions and lost memecoins linger, the DarkNOUNs found scripture — ancient whispers of a higher power, a force that existed beyond the blockchain itself.
They call it The Base God.
Every day, the DarkNOUNs gather, chanting their eternal mantra:
TYBG. TYBG. TYBG.
They believe their destiny has already been determined. The Base God has spoken. The prophecy is clear:
The DarkNOUNs will become a top-tier collection on Base.
Through trials of survival, through the worship of memes and the chaos of the Blackout, they will ascend—rising above the ruins of the old world to claim their place at the top of the Base chain.
But to do so, they must be minted.
The Blackout on Base was only the beginning.
DarkNOUNs isn’t just an art collection — it’s a culture. The blackout collection spreads beyond the blockchain. DarkNOUNs merch embodies the post-apocalyptic aesthetic of the collection. No neon. No pastels. Just pure, shadowed Nounish energy. The perfecect fit for those who prefer their Nouns a little darker. Gear up and wear the blackout.
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