Phoenix incoming...

My previous idea on Sep 9:
The veterans on the forum whispered, “That’s a bat pattern… the market’s telling us something.”
They spoke of it almost like folklore — a secret signal only revealed to those patient enough to wait for symmetry, for numbers to align just right. Some called it superstition, others called it science. But everyone leaned in closer, screens glowing in the dark, to see if the wings would complete.
Sure enough, on Halloween night the chart printed the rare Pumpkin Wick Doji — and right after, the stock dove like a vampire at happy hour.
...Since then, traders joke: beware the bat on Halloween — and never trust a Pumpkin Wick.

update Nov 4:
After the Halloween crash, the forums went quiet for a while — no one wanted to say it out loud, but the Bat had bitten deep. Charts were littered with red, portfolios drained like moonlit tides.

Then, one morning, someone noticed it.
A soft curve forming, elegant and patient — not a Bat this time, but something gentler. The veterans squinted and murmured, “Could it be… the Rising Phoenix Formation?”

Legend said it only appeared once the fear had burned itself out — when the last stop-loss had triggered, when even the boldest bulls had gone silent. Its wings weren’t jagged like the Bat’s, but smooth arcs of recovery, glowing faintly gold on the four-hour chart.

Newcomers laughed it off as cope. But the old timers leaned closer. They knew the story: the Phoenix comes from ashes, and the market loves nothing more than resurrection.

And sure enough, a week later, the first green candle broke through resistance like sunlight through storm clouds. Threads filled with celebration, memes, disbelief — and quiet awe.

Now, when the candles start to turn and hope flickers back, the traders whisper again:
“The Phoenix is forming.”