EVOAD
Solana’s little red problem
Evil in its most playful form. A tiny red devil-toad with zero remorse, endless ego, and a talent for turning every rule upside down. He doesn’t burn it all down out of anger — he does it because it’s funny.
The evidence locker
Twenty-two pieces of him so far, drawn by people who should have been doing something else. Here are eight. The rest are one click away.
The lore
Smug, mischievous and completely unbothered, Evoad treats chaos like his personal playground. Every rule is a suggestion. Every suggestion is a dare. He shows up uninvited, does something unforgivable, and leaves before anyone finds the receipts.
There is no arc. There is no redemption. There is no lesson at the end. No morals. No regrets. Just Evoad.
Apologies are for creatures with a conscience. He has an ego instead.
Convinced he is the main character. Statistically, in every room, he is.
Hand him a rulebook and he hands you back a bonfire and a smile.
The paperwork
Fair launch, nothing withheld, no promises made. He wouldn’t keep them anyway.
The creator rewards fee is the only thing we take, and it doesn’t disappear into a treasury wallet nobody can find. It pays the people who make this, and it buys the next round of trouble. Details are one section down, where the roadmap should be.
Phantom or Solflare. Takes a minute, costs nothing.
Buy SOL on any exchange and send it to your wallet.
Open Jupiter, paste the contract address above, swap.
Optional. Encouraged. Legally, we said nothing.
The roadmap
Every trade pays a small creator rewards fee, and that fee is the roadmap. No treasury multisig nobody can audit, no vesting cliff, no forty-slide deck. It goes back into the four things below, in that order. He resents having to be this transparent about it.
Every frame, meme and cursed oil painting on this page was made by a human who would like to keep eating. They get paid first, before anything else.
Which is also why the drop schedule is about to get much worse for your feed.
Make something evil and get paid for it. Memes, edits, animations, songs — open bounties, judged badly, rewarded anyway.
The best submissions don’t just win. They get adopted into the official gallery.
Plushies, tees, stickers, and one statue that our supplier has already asked several uncomfortable questions about.
The model you just spun isn’t decoration. It’s a production file.
Listings, trackers, tools, and the profoundly boring infrastructure that nobody ever thanks anyone for. Then whatever he talks us into next.
This one stays vague on purpose. Surprises are only fun once.
