CHARACTERS

Stumbling through the sticky floor of an abandoned arcade, letting out a flavorful belch, a substitute for dessert, the crown jewel to an obscenely destructive night. A source of blinking hope calls from a corner. Your red eyes squint as you approach the screen, a blinding rectangle promising to answer all the questions you’ve screamed at yourself for years. You see yourself in these faces that resemble life more than life itself. You read as if you have never read before: “This is Game Disease”

9,999 UNIQUELY ECCENTRIC SICKOS

The Game Disease Collection is composed by 9,999 unique PFP collectibles. Every single NFT created is different from the rest: singular and inimitable

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ALFRED

If you are trying to form a cult, Alfred would be your most eager member. An easy breezy, follow the pack, no problemo, no moral boundaries kind of fella. Just non-stop vibing, talking and holding. “Crypto HAS to be the future, I mean, right?”

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MIMI

Unsure of her worth in the cryptoart world, the once liberating creative process has become an ever losing struggle. Frustration leads to instability, which leads to the feeling of internal organs being blown up like firecrackers. The art of destruction becomes more and more appealing.

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PHIL

A collector, hoarder of various resentful memories that blow up periodically in sudden rapts of innocuous rage. Owner of a profound stupidity obvious to anyone but himself. Surely, his celibacy and his living with his mother are choices, he’s got the money to do anything he wants. But, what does he want?

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XUXA

Experience is her strong suit, knows just how to play the savviest players. Queen of the sugar mommas, just lacking some sugar of her own at the moment. She knows just where to get it, though, always has.

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FAT PUMPER LORD

His glaring absence of grace is irrelevant, people flock towards power like flies to a light bulb. All that is needed to be content is respect, admiration, food, drink and security. Over the years he has become sluggish, but a sense of threat might eventually force him into paranoia, and the sadism that characterized his younger self shall be necessary to keep his place as patriarch supreme.

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BABY PUMPER

First memory is being told that everything darkness touches would one day be his kingdom. Already aware that the world is his to lose, his fists clench involuntarily the invisible matter that promises to quench his ambition. Charisma is nothing but a mask for latent brutality, a smile is necessary to lure those who are lost, to help them find their own personal doom.

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RACHEL RAT

Fragile, seems to be afraid of her own shadow, a single slightly darkened line. But breaking is not an option, she has seen enough to know what will happen in the future. Concealed inside her is silent courage, it is safer to avoid unnecessary attention. No matter how much you live, Rachel will outlive you.

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RICHIE RAT

Eternal one-upping, fueled by petty ambition and a total absence of shame. Constantly scurrying about, hiding from a dark past trying to be forgotten, but acting as a justification for every miserable deed. A loner by choice, no ties to anyone or anything, loyalty is a sign of weakness. Short sighted, instant flipper, nothing is worth what they say: “LIQUIDATE, LIQUIDATE, LIQUIDATE!”

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RONNIE RAT

Old school thug. Smarter than his face gives him credit for. On the chubby side, although nobody has ever seen him eat. He sends others to do what needs to be done, that is: get cash, fast. His moral compass is not as skewed as others like him, there are limits regarding what he will do to get ahead.

Stumbling through the sticky floor of an abandoned arcade, letting out a flavorful belch, a substitute for dessert, the crown jewel to an obscenely destructive night. A source of blinking hope calls from a corner. Your red eyes squint as you approach the screen, a blinding rectangle promising to answer all the questions you’ve screamed at yourself for years. You see yourself in these faces that resemble life more than life itself. You read as if you have never read before: “This is Game Disease”
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