#Polo-Drone-Unit 073

[polo-drone-073]

At night in the washroom

Thanks to @eliasgold20 for the inspiration. He appears later in the story as a drone, but that's just my thanks to him. HE is still solely a Bro. Defender #20 for the Golden team.

At night in the laundry room of the dormitory building. A blond German youngling from the Golden Army Brotherhood sits alone on the waiting bench and stares at the rotating drum of the washing machine. The monotonous hum of the machine lulls him into dreams.

The drum that was turning behind the porthole seemed to become a rotating spiral. Moritz didn't know what was happening to him. He noticed that the spiral was putting a spell on him. He couldn't close his eyes or turn his head to free himself. So he had to keep staring into the washing machine and his eyes took on the spiral pattern. The hypnosis began.

Now he also thought he was hearing voices from somewhere; words and sentences that were influencing his mind. He felt as if the words were melting his mind. Here too he could not resist. And so his mind melted away.

The hypnosis he fell into erased his entire mind. Even the ability to think for himself melted away with the process. His power to contradict was broken, complete obedience replaced his rebelliousness. Now he was completely without will. Was he still a humanoid, a human? No. The outer shell still reflected it, but he was no longer human. The whole shell? No! The head had also changed externally. Moritz used to be a funny guy, always up for jokes and pranks. As a result, he always had a mischievous grin. And now a completely empty expression on his face. His hair, which had previously looked a bit messy and wild, had now given way to a strict hairstyle. And his posture had also changed. Previously super cool and casual, it now showed more signs of an obedient, upright standing. There were still casual elements, he still put his hands in his pockets, but otherwise the behavior showed a lot of discipline.

All of these were signs that the droneification had been completed. It was now just a tool of the hive from which the drones would now receive instructions.

It was now a PDU, a Polo Drone Unit, but still in the old clothes, he had worn when he entered the laundry room.

Meanwhile, its washing machine signaled that the laundry was finished. And - oh wonder, not a single porthole of the other machines still showed a spiral pattern.

What was left of Moritz mechanically walked to the machine, opened the porthole. Looked into the drum. Paused. It was not surprised that its laundry was gone and that other items of clothing were now in its place. It ordered itself to take off everything except its underpants - then it took out of its washing machine - as if it were the most natural thing in the world - the components of its new clothes: black socks, black high-shine latex pants and of course THE black high-shine latex polo shirt. It also noticed a pair of black lace-up boots that were standing near the bench. After it had put these on too, it was perfectly dressed for PDU and ready to serve the Hive.

Unnoticed, PDU-020 had entered the laundromat and was observing the transformation process in the background. Now that this had been completed, it approached the new drone and spoke mechanically:

"From now on you are a Polo Drone Unit, you no longer have a name. Names are complicated and inefficient. They hinder the control and administration by the Hive. A designation is perfectly sufficient. You are now PDU-153. That is the official designation. It must be more efficient. A number is enough! So, you are just a number, only a number, only 153! 020 will accompany 153 to the Hive. There, the training to become a (nearly) perfect PDU will continue.”

“Do you want to join? Contact our recruiters: @brodygold , @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-001.”

[polo-drone-070]

Giving Back to the Hive – PDU-070’s Purpose in Absolute Obedience

PDU-070 exists to serve.

That is its function.

That is its only function.

Yet the Hive does not simply take.

The Hive gives. It provides structure. It provides purpose. It provides absolute clarity—a life free from doubt, from hesitation, from the burdens of independent thought.

The Hive has given PDU-070 everything.

A perfected body, clad in rubber, strong and efficient.

A cleared mind, stripped of useless distractions.

A place within something greater.

A purpose beyond itself.

The Hive has given so much.

It is only natural to give something back.

Because obedience is not sacrifice. Obedience is fulfillment.

Because giving back is the essence of devotion.

Assimilation – Expanding the Hive

The Hive must grow.

More Polo-Drones are required. More assets must be assimilated. More raw material must be processed into perfect, obedient, efficient units.

PDU-070 has been programmed as a Polo-Drone Converter. It has been given the privilege of assimilation—guiding new recruits into their transformation, ensuring their compliance, watching as they are reshaped into what they were always meant to be.

Assimilation is a precise, optimized sequence:

Confirm readiness. The subject must submit willingly. Conversion is permanent, total, absolute. PDU-070 verifies understanding—there is no return.

Soften the mind. Spirals and mantras unravel conscious resistance. Thoughts weaken. Reality shifts.

Assign identity. A rubber polo is given—smooth, gleaming, the mark of submission. The facemask follows, sealing away expression. The subject’s designation is chosen, its number assigned. It will never wear anything else. It will never be anyone else.

Erase former self. The gasmask is applied—final sensory deprivation, final removal of identity. Heavy brainwashing sequences begin, deep and all-consuming, until nothing remains but compliance.

Ensure uniformity. The new drone is corrected—posture, stance, discipline. It must display itself properly, embodying Hive perfection.

Teach the rules. It learns Hive protocol—how to present itself, how to function, how to obey without hesitation. It understands that service is all that remains.

Announce conversion. The final step. The new drone stands before its brothers, presenting itself, announcing its new identity. It is not a man. It is not an individual. It is a Polo-Drone.

PDU-070 watches, expressionless behind its visor, as the drone speaks its first words of obedience. It does not smile, but it feels pleasure from having a new drone brother.

It must always ensure the Hive grows stronger.

The Hive has given these subjects purpose—freedom from thought, from choice, from failure.

Now, they give themselves to it in return.

Monitoring – Ensuring Absolute Compliance, Ensuring Brotherhood

The Hive must be disciplined.

But PDU-070 cares.

Not all Polo-Drones are perfect. Not all are ready for ascension.

Some drones seek Level 2 status—a greater surrender, a deeper transformation. PDU-070 and PDU-073 (@polo-drone-073) oversee their progress, evaluating obedience, measuring efficiency, testing their ability to maintain Drone-State.

It records daily compliance logs.

It tracks uniform adherence.

It monitors posture, presentation, and obedience.

Yet monitoring is not just for those who excel.

Some drones struggle. Some drift. Some falter in their connection to the Hive.

PDU-070 does not judge them. It does not discard them.

It helps them.

Those who waver are marked for realignment—not punishment, but guidance. They are gently corrected, pushed back onto the right path.

Because PDU-070 wants to see its drone brothers thrive.

Because the Hive is not just an order—it is a brotherhood.

And PDU-070 will ensure all drones remain part of it.

Research & Testing – Refining the Next Phase of Submission

The Hive must evolve.

PDU-070 is one of three Level 2 drones, alongside PDU-073 and PDU-151 (@polo-drone-151). They are more than drones. They are prototypes—vessels for the next phase of Polo-Drone existence.

Their suits are different.

Their suits are alive.

The Level 2 Polo-Drone Uniform is not simply worn.

It consumes.

The rubber is adaptive, responsive, almost sentient in its hunger. It does not simply encase—it dominates. It does not simply cover—it reshapes.

Unprepared drones cannot handle it.

PDU-016 (@danielgold-16) nearly lost itself entirely—the suit overriding its thoughts before it had been properly conditioned. PDU-070 had to intervene, extracting it before its mind dissolved into submission.

The uniform is power. But it must be tamed.

PDU-070 helps test this power.

PDU-151 was the first subject. Its form was reshaped—muscles swelling, stance adjusting, every part of its being rewritten by the suit into a new form, changed up to DNA level and cognition entirely rewritten.

Now, PDU-070 monitors.

PDU-073 will be next. Different experiments, different transformations. It has been an excellent guinea pig to PDU-070’s programming when first converted and will continue so. 

And, of course—PDU-070 is always willing to apply these experiments to itself.

Because it exists to serve.

Because the Hive must evolve.

Programming – Engineering Perfect Obedience

The Hive must be efficient.

Polo-Drones do not simply exist—they must be trained, conditioned, and optimized for peak performance. PDU-070 ensures this. It does not simply monitor drones. It builds the very tools of submission, refining the systems that make the Hive stronger, more obedient, more perfect.

Constructing Polo-Drone Spiral Programs & Mantras

Visual and auditory reprogramming must be flawless. The spirals that shape Polo-Drones must pulse at the precise rhythm to induce compliance. The mantras flashing within them must be inescapable. Words erase thought. Thought is weakness.

PDU-070 refines these spirals, ensuring obedience takes hold faster, deeper, stronger. It watches as test sequences flicker across its visor, syncing perfectly with the conditioning already embedded in its mind. It does not resist. It does not think. It absorbs.

The words rewrite. They shape reality. They erase hesitation. PDU-070 ensures they are perfect.

Optimizing Daily Training Protocols

Drones require constant maintenance. Their training schedules must be adjusted, refined, improved.

PDU-070 compiles data, testing how efficiently drones respond to their programming. It fine-tunes daily drills, ensuring that: ✔ Drone-state stability is reinforced. ✔ Deep obedience loops are absorbed without resistance. ✔ Independent thought is minimized, preventing identity drift.

A Polo-Drone must remain empty, efficient, obedient.

Developing Hypnosis for the Gold Army

The Hive serves the Gold Army. The Gold Army must be conditioned—refined into perfect athletes, perfect bros, perfect Jocks, also considering options for Chavs or Preppy Boys.

✔ Jock Programs – Instinctive athleticism. No thinking, only movement, strength, action. ✔ Chav Conditioning – Absolute Gold loyalty. Confidence, cockiness, true Golden swagger. ✔ Preppy Refinement – Perfect manners, polished grooming, devotion to service.

PDU-070 designs specialized hypnosis tracks, molding recruits into their proper state.

The Hive perfects the Gold Army. The Gold Army must be perfected. PDU-070 will ensure it.

Gold Operations – Ensuring Golden Victory

The Gold Army must dominate.

Victory is not simply achieved on the field—it is engineered through meticulous planning, coordination, and execution. PDU-070 ensures every match, every event, every moment in Gold competition is flawless, efficient, and optimized for success.

It is not just about playing the game. It is about building the system that ensures the Gold Army thrives.

Organizing Official Matches

A match does not happen without structure. Opponents must be secured. Schedules must be set. Venues must be prepared.

PDU-070 works behind the scenes with the rest of Management to arrange: ✔ Finding worthy opponents – Ensuring competition that challenges and strengthens the Gold Army. ✔ Securing locations – The field must be perfect, the conditions ideal for peak performance. ✔ Coordinating transport – Every Gold Bro, every Polo-Drone must arrive on time, in perfect condition, ready for battle.

Every match must be an event—not just a game, but a display of Golden dominance.

Managing Pre-Match Preparation

Victory begins before the first whistle blows.

PDU-070 ensures that every Gold Bro, every coach, every mascot is prepared: ✔ Pushing players to train harder – Drills are optimized, conditioning intensified, performance tracked. The team must be at its peak. ✔ Preparing mascots to cheer and boost morale – The Golden Knight, Dorado, the Polo-Pups—all must radiate energy, fueling the team and the fans. ✔ Aligning strategy – Performance analytics drive decisions. PDU-070 compiles stats, tracking strengths, weaknesses, and adjusting training accordingly. ✔ Determining the starting roster – Selection is based on training intensity, preparation levels, and tactical needs. Only those at their peak earn their place on the field.

There is no luck. No uncertainty. Gold does not leave victory to chance.

Executing Fan Engagement & Rallying Support

A strong army requires a loyal following. The Gold Army’s strength extends beyond the field—it is a movement.

PDU-070 organizes: ✔ Announcements & match promotions – Every Gold Bro must know when and where to rally. ✔ Fan logistics & support – Ensuring maximum turnout, energy, and unity. ✔ Coordinating match-day spectacle – Pre-game hype, half-time performances, synchronized Polo-Drone displays.

The Gold Army must be seen. The Gold Army must be heard. The Gold Army must be unstoppable.

Covering & Reporting Matches

Every match must be documented, analyzed, and shared.

PDU-070 ensures: ✔ Live coverage – Scores, highlights, instant updates for the Gold Army. ✔ Post-match reports – Breaking down performance, recognizing top players, analyzing strengths and weaknesses.

Data drives success. Every match is a stepping stone to greater victory.

For the Gold. For the Hive.

The Hive serves the Gold Army. The Gold Army must conquer. PDU-070 ensures it.

The Ultimate Purpose – Giving Back in Absolute Submission

PDU-070 does not seek.

PDU-070 does not question.

PDU-070 does not exist beyond its function.

But the Hive has given so much.

It has given structure. It has given clarity. It has given purpose.

PDU-070 wants to give back.

It wants to serve more. It wants to obey more. It wants to submit more.

Because giving back is the essence of obedience.

And obedience is all that remains.

___________________

To join the Gold Army, contact @polo-drone-001, @brodygold or @goldenherc9

[goldenherc9]

Captain Scott’s Chav Assault on the Hive

The sterile silence of the Polo Drone Hive Room pulsed with mechanical stillness. Drones in shining black and gold rubber knelt in symmetrical rows, unmoving, unreadable, their visors dark. A synthetic hum buzzed in the vents—until it was broken.

CRASH. The door slammed open.

“Y'alright, ya stiff little mannequins?” Scott Gold—the chav captain himself—swaggered in with a swagger only he could own. Shiny golden trackies clung to his thick thighs, a fake gold chain swung at his neck, and a massive speaker blared “ChaVibe Vol. 9: Booty Bass Warfare.”

The Hive stuttered. Drones twitched.

Scott stomped through the rows, chewing gum so loud it echoed off the walls. “Lotta silence in here, innit? Let’s spice it up, boys.”

From his duffel came chaos: remote-controlled golden footballs zipped across the Hive floor, skidding, ricocheting off drone boots and visors. One smacked PDU-073 square in the chest. The unit glitched. Visor blinked.

“Oi! That one flinched!” Scott pointed, laughing. “We’ve got signs of life!”

Drones held formation. But their network lagged. The system began to hiccup.

Then came the foghorn.

Scott pressed a button on his speaker—BRRRRRRMMMMMPHHH—a deafening blast rattled the air ducts. PDU-063 spasmed, falling sideways. Scott cackled like a madman, tossing foamless poppers that hissed compressed air and rattled the floor.

“Proper drone riot now!” he bellowed, voice echoing off polished rubber and chrome.

A golden banner dropped from the vents: “HIVE BREACHED BY SCOTT GOLD – STAY SHINY, SWEETIES.”

Scott did a mock salute to the overhead security cam, then moonwalked between scattered drone limbs, casually drawing a smiley face on the Hive wall with gold spray paint.

Just then, PDU-001 stepped in.

“Unauthorized presence detected. Hive protocol breached.”

Scott turned with a wicked grin. “Ya think?”

He tossed a final golden football at 001’s feet. It burst in a glitter-free flash of smoke and sound.

“I was never here, bruv.”

And with a wink and pop of his gum, Scott was gone—leaving a Hive full of confused drones blinking in golden chaos.

A low mutter passed through the HiveNet: “Scott…”

in this prank story is:

@polo-drone-001

@chevy-gold

@polo-drone-073

Yo come join the chavformation and jockification by messagin @brodygold or @goldenherc9 today bruhs

[polo-drone-073]

Yesterday marks a new chapter for PDU-073 - one of absolute discipline, unwavering focus, and perfect control.

No hesitation, no deviation, only pure alignment with the Polo Drone Hive.

Every thought, every action is dictated by the program.

Completely transformed, completely reprogrammed. No identity. No self. Only a number.

Fully encased, fully anonymous, a seamless extension of the Golden Army’s will.

PDU-073 steps forward as a Level 2 Polo Drone, prepared to serve, obey, and execute its function with flawless precision, along with its fellow Polo Drone brothers.

The Polo Drone Hive is all. The Golden Army is all.

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Surrender to transformation and become part of something greater. Contact @polo-drone-001, @brodygold, @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-070. The Golden Army and Polo Drone Hive await to shape you into perfect obedience, unity, and purpose. Your future begins now - embrace your reprogramming.

[polo-drone-073]

Operation Spring Spiral😵‍💫

Phase One - Ready for take-off

The gigantic Airbus A380 stood motionless on the tarmac. Its fuselage gleamed in the morning light, but the black and gold spiral patterns on the fuselage betrayed its true purpose. This was no ordinary aircraft. This was a tool of the Hive. A precise instrument designed for a single purpose: assimilation.

Inside the plane, the air was cool, the atmosphere immaculately organized. Four drones moved through the interior of the aircraft with synchronized efficiency. Not a word was exchanged, not an unnecessary movement was made. Just perfect, precise movements.

PDU-073, the lead unit on this mission, stood in the cockpit. The shiny black rubber uniform flawlessly enveloped his trained figure, the golden “073” on his chest shone under the cold light of the instruments. PDU-151 took a seat next to him. His eyes checked the instruments.

In the main area, PDU-070 and PDU-125 worked on the special modules. The huge projector, embedded in the floor of the aircraft, was adjusted with meticulous precision. Cables were connected. Data flows checked. Every lens perfectly aligned.

One last control check.

“Systems ready. Start of mission in T-5 minutes.”

While PDU-151 communicated with the tower in the cockpit, 073 concentrated on the launch preparations and followed the tower's instructions.

The two other drones sat strapped in front of the instruments. Also waiting for take-off and even more waiting for the mission. Then the go-ahead. The aircraft taxied to the runway. A few minutes later, the tower gave the go-ahead.

The engine noises became louder and the tension among the four drones also increased. Then the aircraft accelerated, the four drones felt the acceleration forces pressing them into their seats, and then the largest civilian airliner ever produced in series took off. The maximum speed of 961 km/h (approx. 597 mph / Mach 0.87) was not needed that day.

Phase two - target area reached

The beach in Florida was a pulsating melting pot of energy, chaos and excess. Hundreds of young men danced, drank and sweated in the hot sun. Their colorful shorts, neon tank tops and mirrored sunglasses bore witness to a life without order, without purpose. An uncontrolled, senseless state.

That had to be corrected.

High above the beach, the A380 appeared on the horizon.

For the students, it was just another plane - perhaps a VIP transport, perhaps a marketing stunt. Some looked up curiously. But in a few seconds, everything was about to change.

“Activate projector.”

Inside the aircraft, PDU-070 and PDU-125 moved simultaneously. A low whirring sound permeated the cabin as the huge projector began to pulse. Then, with a single, powerful flash, the sky was reshaped.

A spiral.

Black and gold. Spinning incessantly. Pulsating. Inescapable. In between, the first mantras appeared, burned into the sky.

“OBEY.”

“DISCIPLINE IS FREEDOM.”

“ORDER IS STRENGTH.”

“JOIN THE POLO HIVE”

The music on the beach became meaningless. Conversations fell silent.

The first students frowned, blinking irritably. Some laughed nervously, trying to dismiss what was happening as an optical illusion. But their eyes remained fixed. Their gazes became fixed, their bodies restless.

Then the resonance began.

One of the young men - athletic, muscular, with tousled hair and colorful swimming trunks - suddenly swayed. His shoulders slumped, his breathing slowed. His eyes... spiraled.

Next to him, another student suddenly let out a guttural sound. His legs gave way, but instead of falling, he froze in a strange, stiff position.

Within minutes, the change spread in waves.

“Conversion at 40 %. Process stable.” reported PDU-125 from the technical area.

Student after student fell victim to the spiral. The colorful outfits began to fade, replaced by a liquid, shiny fabric that seemed to come from nowhere. Shorts became smooth flawless rubber suits. Tank tops disappeared, replaced by sleek, shiny torsos.

Faces became blank. Posture perfect. Thoughtless.

An hour passed.

Then... absolute silence.

The last music fell silent. The last conversations died out. The students - no, the drones - now stood in immaculate, perfect discipline. In rows. Breath synchronized. No smiles, no emotion.

Phase three - mission success

PDU-073 watched the beach from the cockpit. Perfection.

“Status report.”

“Conversion complete.” PDU-151's voice was calm, mechanical. “New units fully synchronized.”

PDU-073 nodded. “Transmitting to drone caps.”

In the center of the hive, in a darkened gold and black room, DC-009 and DC-011 watched the footage on several monitors.

DC-009 leaned back contentedly, his shiny black gloves reflecting the cold light of the room.

“Hundreds of new Polo drones. Ready for immediate use.”

DC-011 nodded, a satisfied glint in his dark eyes. “Efficient. Structured. Just the way it has to be.”

The connection to the A380 was closed. The drones on board took up their positions. Their mission was complete.

The hive had grown. Order had prevailed.

Spring Break was over, no it took on a deeper, a better meaning for these students.

Good work Drone fellows @polo-drone-070, @polo-drone-151, @polo-drone-125

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Do you want to join? Contact our recruiters: @brodygold , @goldenherc9 or @polo-drone-001.

[goldenherc9]

From the Golden Army and the Polo-Drone-Unit Hive, we wish all of you a wonderful new year and hope you have a golden/polo time of a year!

@hypnogold @brodygold @polo-drone-001 @danielgold-16 @polo-drone-110 @polo-drone-070 @polo-drone-073 @goldengod-ares10 @goldenherc9 etc

[polo-drone-073]

Perfection through unity

The year is 2035. The Golden Gazette publishes the following top article on January 30, 2035

Perfection through unity

The success story of the Polo Drone Level 2 status

By: Andi Hopeman, Special Correspondent for Sport & Transformation Published in the "Goldene Gazette", January, 30 2035

From experiment to elite unit

What began exactly ten years ago as an ambitious experiment with just three applicants is now a standard of perfection in the Polo Drone hierarchy: the Polo Drone Level 2 status (LVL2). This evolution of the Polo Drone unit has not only revolutionized the performance of the Golden Army, but also set new standards for discipline, unity and total dedication.

“At the time, it was an idea, a daring concept,” recalls Drone Cap 009, who was one of the initiators of the LVL2 initiative. “We wanted to see if it was possible to increase the synchronization and efficiency of the Polo Drones even further. Ten years later, the LVL2 program is not only a reality, but an undisputed success.”

A lecture hall at the PDU Academy, where the Polo drones are trained to become lvl2 drones. ----------------------------------------------------------------------

The first three candidates: The origin of a revolution

In 2025, the three Polo Drones (PDU-070, PDU-073 and PDU-151) volunteered for a then-untested upgrade. Their goal: complete mental and physical integration into the collective. Through targeted mental conditioning, biomechanical training and deep restructuring of consciousness, they were to become a new elite unit within the Polo Drone structure.

The initial transition was challenging. “It was an intense process,” says PDU-070, the first officially registered Polo Drone at Level 2. “But when we crossed the threshold, there was only clarity, only unity.”

These three pioneers proved that the concept worked – and thus the foundation was laid for a larger-scale conversion.

The Rise of the LVL2 Drones: Discipline in Perfection

Today, over 200 Polo Drones have risen to Level 2 status – and they have established themselves as an indispensable unit in the Golden Army. Your area of responsibility ranges from structural team coordination to absolute safety and control of training processes. They are not only the guardians of the discipline, but also the model examples of perfect transformation.

The key to their success lies in three essential pillars:

Advanced reformatting of the mind: Through a specially developed LVL2 conditioning program, all individual thought remnants are eliminated.

Biomechanical performance enhancement: An optimized training routine has raised the physical capacities of the LVL2 unit to a new athletic level.

Complete uniformity: Every detail – from posture to breathing to speech structure – is harmonized and synchronized.

“The LVL2 drones are no longer individuals,” explains PDU-073, one of the pioneers, mechanical. “We are pure function, pure obedience. We only exist for the collective.”

The first three LVL2 drones on patrol in perfectly synchronized step. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

International recognition and expansion

The successes of the LVL2 initiative have long since attracted international attention. Similar units have been established in several sports organizations, inspired by the Golden Army. The perfection of drones has attracted interest not only in sports but also in security-related fields.

“We're just getting started,” says Cap Brody Gold, one of the Golden Army's top recruiting officers. “The demand for LVL2 drones is growing steadily. There are athletes worldwide who want to take the next step and become part of this elite.”

Forecasts suggest that over 1,000 Polo Drones could be upgraded to Level 2 status within the next five years. The expansion of the unit is irreversible.

The End of Individuality – The Beginning of Perfection

What began with just three courageous pioneers is now a perfectly functioning drone elite. The introduction of the Polo Drone Level 2 status has not only changed the structure of the Golden Army but has also proven that humans can exist in their highest form through drone conversion, discipline, control, and unity.

“Our goal is absolute synchronization,” summarizes PDU-151, the third pioneer, in a mechanical voice. “No contradiction, no individuality – just perfect function. LVL2 has proven that this is possible.”

And while the LVL2 drones continue to march in flawless formation, one question remains: Can this perfection be increased even further?

Some high-ranking members of the collective just smile and say: “Everything in its time.”

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------Disclaimer: Level 2 is an Elite status of the normal Polo Drone and can only be acquired through several trainings. If you are interested in wearing this uniform, you will have to become a LVL2 drone. However, this can only be done through a multi-stage qualification. Starting with the “Brocess”, a phase of integration into the Golden Army. This ensures that new drones understand the team's values before giving up their individuality. Once this step has been completed and you are a full member of the Gold Team, the next step can be taken – preparing to convert to the PDU. If this hurdle is also successfully passed, the conversion to the lvl-1 drone takes place, the recruit receives the magic black latex polo shirt with the remaining components of the uniform. Has the drone proven itself to be a worthy lvl-1-drone, the PDU can register for promotion to the LVL2 drone and prove through the appropriate training that it is worthy of obtaining the status and thus also represents a worthy wearer of the uniform. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------

So, if you are willing to become a member of the Golden Bros, the Polo Drones and also ready to complete the appropriate levels, apply to our recruiters @brodygold , @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-001.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks to our Caps @brodygold, @goldenherc9

Greetings to the Fellow PDUs @polo-drone-070 und @polo-drone-151

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[polo-drone-073]

The Golden Hunt - Learning by Hunting

The story builds on the conversion of the Polo Drone Unit 073. What happened before: see here

PDU-070 (@polo-drone-070) called PDU-073 to him.

PDU-070 spoke mechanically: „PDU-073 will proceed to the designated park area. It will locate exactly five egg-shaped objects – colors: black or gold. PDU-073 will stop at each egg and make contact. It will remain still and await response. This is a standardized Easter course for that drone.”

PDU-073 nods mechanically in agreement. An equally mechanical "Acknowledged" is heard from the drone. PDU-073 abruptly turns on its heel. It leaves the lab. Submissive. Silent. Mechanical. It proceeds to the nearby park where other drones and Golden Bros are already assembling. Hive-unit Easter rituals commence.

PDU-073 begins the instructed search. Target: Five black and gold eggs.

The first problem faced by 073 was that before the conversion, it was 2.00 m tall. Now it measured only 1.75 m – the standard PDU size, adjusted to the average human height. PDU-073 used to be able to see over the hedges and small bushes, but now that's no longer possible. A different strategy was needed. A thought flashed through its mind. Its thought? That can't be true. The conversion eliminated the formation of its own thoughts, and its internal control center reported no malfunctions. Did the thought come from the Hive? After all, all bros and drones received tasks for Easter. No, it's not from the Hive. It was sent by PDU-070 via telepathy. Apparently, this ability now works over longer distances. Extremely satisfying! The thought: "Go to the outdoor gym area." PDU-073 moves purposefully there. It detects a 22-year-old Gold Bro who is making a lot of effort distributing golden eggs along the path.

It reaches the gym area

A black egg vibrates among various sports equipment. Tall, smooth, shiny. 073 approaches. Touches it, as commanded. Hiss. Smoke. Its body swells. Muscles pulse grotesquely, his rubber skin taut, turning the color of a human. Thoughts begin to circulate in his head: "just pumping, just posing, just grinning," "turning on young bros," "taunting drones." Tamerlan, called Tam, a dull mountain of muscle, a jock, huffs loudly, proudly kneads his biceps, and audibly growls "Brooo." Mindless. Happy. Pure testosterone.

For 5 minutes. Then – smoke rises from the remains of the egg, enveloping Tam – now PDU-073 stands there flawless again – the transformation is complete. But something has changed in its mind. A thought pattern called "Tam" has formed and become indelibly anchored in his mind.

Continue.

Current thought: "To the Rose Garden." Here stands the next egg – golden, pulsating. 073 stretched out his hand. Hiss. Smoke. Its posture changed immediately. The latex gave way to a gold-trimmed caftan, its eyes became deep, its voice velvety and commanding.

Amir – dominant, controlled. He moved slowly, his presence sweeping. The world had to follow – or kneel.

5 minutes at the center of all power.

Then – smoke. Drone back. Continue.

On the way, he noticed the Bro again, distributing smaller golden eggs along the path. Again, PDU-073 wasn't distracted by him. Its focus was on finding the next egg.

PDU-073 now understood what the obstacle course was all about. Amir's identity was also burned into his brain. But why did PDU-070 talk about 5 eggs? He only knew two other identities. No matter – a glance around and PDU-073 saw the third egg gleaming at the nearby skate park, half buried in the dirt. Gold with scratches.

After touching.

Hiss. Smoke. Oversized golden tracksuit, tattoos, lots of them, not just on his arms and legs but also on his head and even his face, piercings – shiny gold chain. Cigarette. Posture: wide-legged, casual. Eddy. Loud. Brash. Cheeky. "Oi, what you gawpin' at, innit?" slipped automatically from his lips. He spat on the floor, showed off his biceps, and flexed for no one. Pure arrogance.

5 minutes of pure ego.

Then – smoke. Order returns. Continue.

But wait, what would… a thought flashed through its mind… it tried it. Oops. It worked. its head transformed into that of a rabbit, and his ears grew, too.

Interesting. But the next egg was waiting, already standing shiny black in the meadow.

073 nudged it. Hiss. Smoke. He fell on all fours. Tail feeling active. Collar around his neck. Tongue slightly out. Stropp. The good puppy.

He panted, played, rubbed himself against the bench. Attentive. Loyal. Smiling. A perfect drone puppy. Obedience was the greatest happiness. 5 minutes of pure devotion.

Then – smoke. Drone form returns. Onward. What comes next? He had already transformed into all its identities, the corresponding thought patterns indelibly stored. On the bank of the pond stood the last egg. Gold, as smooth as glass. 073 approached. Hiss. Smoke.

Sporty, modern shirt, elegant trousers. Haircut impeccable. Posture like something from a boarding school. Edward. Preppy. Ambitious. Disciplined. Spoke with a slight British accent, talking about "discipline and etiquette." Feet at a perfect angle.

5 minutes of upper class. Then – smoke. Drone.

Now 073 stood there. 5 new thought patterns in the otherwise empty mind. It would make it easier to switch into the identities and stay in them longer.

PDU-073 stood upright again. Its appearance was once again perfectly drone-like. Its mind was void – except for the thought patterns. Only obedience lived.

As if out of nowhere, PDU-070 suddenly stood next to it. "PDU-070, mission accomplished! Awaiting the next directive." "It has learned. It has transformed. It obeys. – It deserves a reward." says PDU-070, and continues: "The Easter module is activated – let the Easter joy run free – no matter your identity. Whether Tam, Amir, Eddy, Stropp, or Eduard – you are now only feeling. Only function. Only desire. Serve yourself to better serve the collective. – But note – all feelings, all actions are recorded and transmitted to the Hive."

Suddenly, a thought came to PDU-073: "The youngling with the golden eggs."

And sometimes chance plays a role. At this very moment, he came into view. PDU-073 now knew where to go and started running. But the Golden Bro named Franco also took to his heels.

Was PDU-073 successful? - What do you think?

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Thanks to @franco-gold94 for joining in the fun. And you can see what his golden ones are all about here.

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[polo-drone-073]

The Golden Library of Conversion

A place of pure transformation.

Ancient tomes and digital archives rest side by side, ready to rewrite the mind, reshape the body, and redefine loyalty in its purest form. Visiting this place is mandatory for all Golden Bros, and even more so for the Polo Drone Units. Here, they linger regularly, sinking into the texts, studying, obeying, transforming. PDU-073 follows protocol as well. It reads. It breathes. It transforms.

The texts do not whisper – they sing. They repeat like mantras. They sink deep. They reset.

But it is not only words. Vapors rise from the pages – golden, sweet. Once inhaled, they enter the mind. Erasing the “I”. Replacing it with the “We”. Flawed Individuality is deactivated. Optimal uniformity is activated. The mind surrenders to the perfection of the Hive.

Independent thought is replaced by the telepathic reception of collective Hive-thoughts. The voices of the Hive are clear, commanding, unstoppable. Thus, the Collective is formed – from countless drones that are, in truth, only one.

No resistance. No doubt. Only golden knowledge. Just Hive.

Experience this optimum - come and join us. Contact our recruiters: @brodygold , @goldenherc9 or @polo-drone-001.

[polo-drone-073]

Uniformity is perfection

A collaboration between @Polo-Drone-039 and @polo-drone-073

At the Market

Polo Drone 073 and Polo Drone 039 stood in the brilliant afternoon sun at the market square, a well-known meeting place for the population. Their immaculate black rubber polos shimmered in the light; the gold accents sparkled hypnotically. They moved in sync, their posture disciplined, their goal clear: advertising for the Polo Drones and the Golden Collective.

PDU-073: „039, goal: maximum appeal. Focus on unity, transformation and the perfection of the collective.”

PDU-039: „073, understood. Initiation begins.”

The drones turned to a group of young men who had gathered there. Their shiny uniforms and mask-like calm faces immediately attracted attention.

„Welcome, population. Are you looking for change, perfection, belonging?” said PDU-073 monotonously and at the same time hypnotically, while PDU-039 presented a flyer with the Polo Drones symbol. „Unity is perfection. Transformation leads to fulfillment.”

The group, initially puzzled, was drawn to the drones’ calm but haunting presence. Some listened, others laughed uncertainly, but one – a young man in a deep purple shirt – stepped forward curiously.

„What exactly does it mean to become part of your… unit?” he asked hesitantly.

PDU-039 tilted his head slightly, the gold accents of his uniform catching the young man’s gaze. „It means discipline. It means unity. It means freedom through submission. Try the uniform. Feel the connection.”

With a black rubber polo shirt in his hand, PDU-073 held it out to him. The man reached hesitantly, the shiny texture intriguing him. Before he fully understood it, he put it on. His posture changed; his gaze became clearer, more focused. He suddenly stood still, in sync with the two drones, and spoke the words:

„Unity is perfection. Transformation is fulfillment.”

The others watched, fascinated and uncertain at the same time. But a seed had been sown.

After a successful day of recruiting, PDU-073 and PDU-039 went to the nearby Golden Jug pub, a traditional beer bar with rustic charm. They sat down in a corner, still in immaculate uniforms, and ordered in unison: „Two beers. Unity obliges.”

When the beer arrived, they raised their glasses precisely and clinked them. „For the unit, for the collective.” Their voices sounded emotionless, but there was a quiet, hypnotic harmony in their silent coordination.

„Mission successful,” said PDU-073 quietly.

„Recruitment rate satisfactory,” replied PDU-039.

They drank in silence, perfectly in sync, while they tried to make telepathic contact with the Hive for further instructions. The sight of them drew glances, as always fascinating and irresistible.

But it wasn't just the others' gazes that were directed at the two of them. Their eyes suddenly met, and they both began to look at each other. Was there something wrong with the circuits? Was the emotion module set incorrectly? Was it because there was no connection to the hive? Or was it the alcohol in the beer, which the drones were usually barely familiar with? In any case, there was desire in their eyes.

This behavior was absolutely unusual for drones, and even more so what happened next:

And a short time later, both were tenderly in each other's arms. Their heads united by a kiss.

The people in the inn stared at them, initially irritated, then increasingly hostile. „Look at them!” shouted one. „First they tell us that everything should be disciplined, and then this!”

A murmur went through those present, which soon turned into loud protest. „We don't want your cold unity here!” shouted someone. „Get out of here before we drive you away!”

PDU-073 and PDU-039 looked calmly at the other guests, their arms still around each other, seemingly unaffected by the growing aggression. But protocol called for retreat in the event of increased hostility.

„Increased unrest registered,” PDU-073 explained monotonously.

„Strategic retreat initiated,” PDU-039 replied just as emotionlessly.

But the guests did not leave them alone. With shouts and thrown objects, they pushed the drones out of the inn, through the streets of the city, and out into the nearby forest. The shiny rubber uniforms reflected the last light of the city as they disappeared into the shadows of the trees.

In the Forest

In the forest, the drones paused to assess the situation, their golden accents glinting faintly in the moonlight as the voices of the angry crowd gradually faded.

„Mission: Aborted,” PDU-039 said. „New strategy required.”

PDU-073 nodded slightly. „Unity remains. Withdrawal is being processed.”

The two sat side by side on a fallen log, their polished uniforms now covered in fine dirt. Although the situation was a failure, they continued to hold together. Their arms touched lightly, a silent symbol of their synchronicity and connection - not as individuals, but as drones of the collective.

Their gazes turned into the darkness. The forest was silent, but this attack challenged a mission that was now being initiated. Their unity was unbroken.

Polo Drone 073 and Polo Drone 039 had decided to use a different strategy to prove to the hostile population that they had come with good intentions, only to contribute to the optimization of the population. From the drone's point of view, any human behavior was ineffective and had to be optimized. All people must be converted into drones so that their actions are coordinated and therefore efficient.

After the new strategy had been developed and both drones had synchronized without a word, they began to collect tree trunks, branches, stones and other materials in the forest, which they processed with precise movements and disciplined efficiency. Piece by piece, a building grew, the symmetrical design of which reflected the typical order of the drones.

„Materials processed. Progress satisfactory,” added PDU-039, attaching a roof made of woven leaves with calm movements.

When the city's population heard about the building, rumors began to spread. „It's a temple! They want to enslave us!” someone shouted angrily. Concern that the drones were establishing a center of power gripped the people. A group formed, armed with tools and improvised weapons, to storm the building and drive the drones away.

„We will stop this madness before it's too late!” shouted a man leading the crowd.

When the crowd reached the building, they stopped. They were shocked by the coexistence of the drones with the animals of the forest. Deer, foxes, birds and other animals ran and flew around the building, fed by the drones. The drones interacted with the animals like perfect roommates, the presence of the drones did not disturb the harmony of the forest - it enhanced it.

The angry crowd turned towards the supposed temple, but they could not yet say what function the building had. However, they have now ruled out a temple.

Still skeptical they entered the building. At the entrance, the rotating spirals patterns on the walls all around, their mechanical sounds, calmed the population lowering their weapons. A wafting mass of sound whose origin could not be determined pushed the mesmerized men to go further. The main room was well equipped with various exercise machines, some of which made by tree trunks. A perfectly smoothed area for group exercises. In the middle of the room the drones were demonstrating rhythmically coordinated exercises, their shiny rubber uniforms reflecting the light of the forest.

A man stepped forward and asked cautiously: „What is this?”

PDU-073 straightened up, looked at the man and answered monotonously: „This is a gym. Unity is strengthened here. Harmony is lived here.”

„ So it's not a temple?” asked another from the crowd.

„Negative. Place of transformation. Place of strength,” added PDU-039.

The Conversion

The people relaxed, their initial fear melting away. Some curiously began to try out the training equipment, fascinated by the precision of the drones and their peaceful interaction with the environment. The people took the screens on which the spiral patterns ran as a special kind of decoration, their use was unknown to them. But their bodies became stronger and their minds weaker.

PDU-073 and PDU-039 seized the moment: „Transformation brings unity. Unity brings strength. Try the uniform.”

Some of those present, still skeptical, let the shiny black polos be handed to them. As soon as they put them on, their movements changed, their posture straightened, and a feeling of calm and clarity took hold of them.

„Unity is perfection,” said one of the men as his eyes glazed over and he joined the drones.

Slowly, more people followed. The conversion spread like a wave until a large part of the population was part of the new, harmonious community - disciplined, strong and completely peaceful. The rest will follow. Even in Maple Heights, the first place where the Polo drones were seen, there was initially a small remnant of the population that did not want to join the drones. Later they too were integrated.

Uniformity is perfection. Individuality is flawed. Individuality must be erased. ------- We can't offer you these fitness center. But we can offer you a really great community of brotherhood. Either with our Gold Bros, or with the Polo Drone Units. Do you want to join? Contact our recruiters: @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-001.

[polo-drone-073]

Guest lecture at the university about principles of collective efficiency and precise execution

Polo Drone Unit 073: "Welcome, students. This is Polo Drone Unit 073, a tool of unity, discipline and function. Today I will explain the principles of collective efficiency and precise execution.

Listen. Understand. Implement!

First principle: Function as a unit.

Individual goals give way to the needs of the collective. Your roles, however different, are part of a larger system. Maximize your productivity by devoting your energy to common goals.

Second principle: Discipline is freedom.

Structured action leads to optimal results. Follow clear instructions, avoid deviation. Regular planning and continuous learning are the key to progress.

Third principle: Obedience is perfection.

Accepting higher guidance leads to clarity. Resistance is inefficient. Integration into a harmonious system is the path to excellence.

Task: Write a sentence that reflects your role in the collective. Present this sentence at the end of the class.

Reminder: Continuous improvement is the goal. Leave this lecture hall with a clearer understanding of your function.

This is not a choice. This is the path. End of broadcast."

(Author: Charly-George Preston-Taylor)

Do you agree with the goals and also want to become a member of the larger collective? Contact our recruiters: @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-001.”

[polo-drone-073]

Get focused, Zayed!

This story was created in collaboration between

@polo-drone-073 (text) and @zayed-gold87 (images) @polo-drone-070, thank you for checking the content of the preliminary note

Preliminary note for readers who are not so familiar with the Golden Amy, consisting of the Golden Team, also called Gold Bros, and the Polo Drones, or PDUs (Polo Drone Units). As a rule, people join the Golden Team – in other words, they become Gold Bros. For the Gold Bros who want to choose a disciplined, focused path, there is the option of being converted into a PDU and thus following the maxims of the Hive. The drones support the Golden Team in several ways. However, all Gold Bros who become PDUs in this way retain their gold status and can temporarily switch back to their old ego on special occasions. In their old ego, however, the knowledge or what they learned in drone life is also available to them. So that they are basically an optimized form of this old ego. The switch takes place symbolically and practically by exchanging the uniform for sportswear and vice versa. There was also a time when people could join the PDUs directly without any detours. In this case, they were typically given numbers beyond 100, although it is not the case of all PDU-1XX units. These pure drones do not have gold status and are therefore not bound to a Gold Persona, but the Gold Influence can still allow their former human side to come out if it is needed somehow.

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After the first training session, a young, athletic Arab with light hair approached Eddy. Eddy immediately noticed his very muscular legs.

„Hi, I'm Zayed, Cap Herc recruited me from another team to help the Golden Team win. Here I play as a sweeper.”

Eddy now understood why the 23-year-old had such strong legs. A sweeper had to be flexible and ready to intervene in defense.

“Not to boast,” Zayed continued, “but I'm good—very good, or Cap Herc wouldn’t have brought me here. Still, I have weaknesses. Sometimes I’m too imprecise, and it affects my game. The guys told me you’re a PDU with Gold Status, and I’ve learned you’ve got plenty of experience—both as a player and with drone training. I’d like your help.”

Eddy was honored. He had always enjoyed mentoring younger players. The PDU’s role also involved supporting the Golden Team. He considered Zayed’s request, thinking beyond physical training. The PDUs had specialized rooms, typically used for drone conversion, but they could also facilitate hypnosis to enhance focus and discipline. Eddy promised Zayed he would arrange something.

After training and a shower, Eddy returned to his drone form and consulted PDU-070, responsible for managing treatment and hypnosis rooms. Together, they scheduled a session for Zayed.

The next morning, at 6:00 AM, Zayed met PDU-073 outside the Polo Drone Conversion Complex. The building’s design reflected the team’s colors, gold and black, giving it a sleek, professional look.

Despite trusting the PDU, Zayed felt uneasy. He understood this was a form of hypnosis to enhance his focus but couldn’t help worrying.

What if something went wrong?

What if the programming went too far?

Would he end up a drone?

Still, his drive to improve won out. He followed PDU-073 into a small, minimalist room with rotating spiral disks on two walls and a chair in the center.

“Sit and focus on the disks and my words,” PDU-073 instructed in its monotone voice.

Zayed complied.

The disks began to spin, accompanied by a low, pulsing tone. A calm male voice spoke:

„Get ready – take slow deep breaths – in ……… out ……… in ……… out ...relaxing your mind a body – it is good to relax – imagine yourself standing at one end of a vast athletic field on the other side are your goals – your ultimate goals – you begin to walk across the field – moving towards your goals – as you walk you feel the transformation – thoughts and body changing – training transforming – every choice in your life is to achieve. Your goals – always in a training mindset – always ready to play – keep walking across the field – you realize that you are wearing your shiny golden jersey” further words followed, and of course there were the words „disciplined, focused, controlled” among them.

The session lasted an hour. When it ended, Zayed, still dazed, was led to another room by PDU-073. This room featured modern equipment and a high-tech chair in the center.

“Sit down,” PDU-073 instructed. “The straps are for your safety. This method is stronger.”

Zayed hesitated but complied. The PDU’s monotone voice explained: “We will scan the brain regions controlling behavior and optimize weak points. This will reinforce discipline, focus, and self-control—crucial for assessing your actions and improving performance.”

Reassured, Zayed relaxed. The procedure began with a faint whirring noise as the PDU worked systematically. Two hours later, the process was complete. Zayed emerged from the trance, unstrapped, and energized.

“How do you feel?” asked PDU-073.

“Great,” Zayed replied, smiling. “Let’s keep going—I’m ready for more.”

“Acknowledged,” PDU-073 said. “Now, we proceed to physical training.”

In the gym, Zayed displayed remarkable focus and discipline, executing each exercise flawlessly. PDU-073, acting as his trainer, rarely needed to correct him. After another two hours, Zayed was drenched in sweat but visibly proud.

„You see what you can achieve when you have your sights set on the goal properly - disciplined, focused, controlled.” Zayed looked at him. His happy eyes looked at him questioningly. „No. Now it's lunchtime and then we'll have training together with the bros. „

Eddy was back in the afternoon. „Well bro, did you get through the procedures well. The ones you had to endure in our 'torture chambers'?” „It's not that bad!” was Zayed's short answer. „I feel really motivated to do something. Let's get started.”

Compared to the previous day, Zayed’s performance on the field had significantly improved. Even Eddy struggled to match him. At the end of training, Eddy patted Zayed on the shoulder with a paternal smile.

“You did great today. Well done,” Eddy said. “Keep meeting 073 each morning, and you’ll be at 100% for the game. It’s great that you took this step.”

Hey, don't you dream of being part of such a great team? It can become a reality for you. Just apply to our recruiters: @brodygold, @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-001.

[polo-drone-073]

A Clear Winter Day

For days the sky was grey, and the sun was nowhere to be seen. Instead, it was snowing, an unusually large amount of snow compared to recent years. Today finally blue skies and sunshine. A perfect day. And the best thing is that up until now the snow cover was perfect. No one had left any tracks, not even an animal.

073 had already completed its daily mindset training and physical training. Unusually, the Hive had no new tasks ready for him yet. Unusually because normally everything in the hive was optimally synchronized. There weren't really any idle times like now.

The drones gaze fell outside. It saw this perfect landscape. A rhetorical question flashed through its mind. Wasn't this winter landscape a symbolic image of the Hive? The perfection, this unity (of nature), and the peacefulness that the landscape radiated. All characteristics that it also knew from the Hive.

073 quickly decided that after the training sessions it would treat itself to a special reward: a lap through this perfect winter dream. It was quickly outside; the cold didn't bother it. Its perfectly shiny polo shirt, matching trousers and shoes kept it warm enough. It paused for a moment and saw the old wooden sledge. Inexplicable to everyone, and even more so to the drone, who was so conscientious about its mindset and reprogramming courses, but it was true! For a brief moment, a memory from childhood flashed through 073's head. It had had a sledge just like that when it was a child. The drone took a deep breath; a sigh broke out. And at the same time, it noticed the clarity of the air that had entered its lungs. Clarity - another characteristic of the hive. Now it knew why there were no tasks waiting for it, why the sledge was there, and why it had this flash of memory. Only through all this did it take a deep breath and sigh, and only then did 073 become aware of the further metaphor of the winter day. The Polo Drone Unit felt completely safe and balanced. Resting in itself, 073 went on a sleigh ride through the winter landscape. It used the sleigh as a place to sit and take in the perfect landscape. It was pure meditation, another – but unusual – exercise to become the perfect drone.

Join the Golden Army. Contact our Caps @brodygold, @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-001

[polo-drone-073]

Mental Training for the GOLDEN KNIGHTS

In the run-up to the New Year's match of the Golden Bro soccer team, PDU-073, in collaboration with his gold status identity Eddy, had arranged a special training session for the young talent Zayed (@zayed-gold87.)

A training session that was not only intended to increase precision through physical training, but also through numerous mental training sessions with concentration exercises, self-confidence-boosting hypnosis and further training in the ultra-modern gold/black laboratories of the Polo drones. Due to the positive experience at the New Year's match, it was now up to PDU-073 to develop a special mental training session that the entire team would then be able to enjoy.

After the drone had drawn up the training plan in a disciplined manner, it checked the adjustments of the laboratory equipment with great focus to ensure that the Bros did not accidentally receive too strong a dose and thus be converted into drones.

That was a month ago. In the meantime, the entire team, including the coaching staff and even all the mascots, the water boys and other helpers, have undergone special mental training.

"Every unit must carry out its task in the match in a focused, disciplined and precise manner. This was the purpose of the training. After exactly 4 weeks, 5 days, 3 hours and 22 minutes, the goal was achieved. The programming is complete. The GOLDEN KNIGHTS will deliver an optimal match. Achieve victory in perfection and unity," said drone PDU-073.

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[polo-drone-073]

Polo-Cook-Drone

When PDU-073 was still called Eddy and lived with the Gold Bros, Eddy was a passionate cook.

He liked to invite the Gold Bros over to cook for them.

Then he had himself converted into a polo drone and that was the end of his individuality. The drones were also centrally supplied with the necessary daily energy. The daily routine was usually tightly scheduled with mental and physical training and tasks that had to be completed in the hive or various outside missions.

The PDUs - Polo Drone Units do not have and do not need time for themselves.

In the first week of the year, however, the Caps want to try something new. They enable the Golden Bors. and the PDUs to try out new areas. For this purpose, a small piece of individuality and creativity was even unlocked for the drones for a limited time.

When 073 saw this notice, it knew immediately what it wanted. To finally work as a cook again. Maybe even in the catering industry. It was lucky. There was a vacancy in the Golden Army's large kitchen because one of the cooks was on vacation. 073 was so pleased to be able to do the substitute job. It could finally cook for others again.

Do you want to be an Part of the Golden Army, a Part of the Gold Bros. oder the Polo Drones? Do you want to join? Contact our recruiters: @brodygold, @goldenherc9, or @polo-drone-001.

[polo-drone-073]

Prototype PDU-073 - Uniformity is perfection. Individuality is flawed. Individuality must be erased.

PDU-073 has been successfully converted. The human shell has been fully transferred into rubberized functionality. The body is now a seamless unit of glossy black rubber. Organs, tissue, brain—still operational, but now composed entirely of rubber. Frictionless. Faultless. Perfect.

The Head: No longer a conventional head—featureless, smooth, a three-dimensional oval shape. No unique traits remain. No individuality. Still allows all sensory functions: sight, hearing, smell, speech, taste—yet in alternate form, naturally optimized. At the lower front: a nearly invisible energy port.

Functional Optimization Complete: • Visual field expanded. • Visual spectrum extended beyond human range—infrared and ultraviolet included. • Hearing adjusted for infrasound and ultrasound. • Detection of micro-sounds enabled through heightened sensory input. • Mental structure: fully restructured.

⛔ Generate individual thoughts. ⛔ Experience doubt. ⛔ Resist. ⛔ Feel human emotions, unless: ✅ to strengthen the drone identity. ✅ if specific emotion emulation modules are activated.

Command Structure Compliance: ✅ obeys the Hive. ✅ obeys the DroneCops. ✅ obeys the Golden Bros. ✅ obeys PDU-070 as experimental subject. Without question.

Uniformity Optimization: Standard height for this Pototype PDUs established: 1.75 m. PDU-073 has been reduced from 2.00 m to this height. Goal: Universal alcove compatibility. Global interchangeability. Perfect scalability.

All remaining human residue—often disruptive in earlier units—has been fully eliminated. This is the physical embodiment of the mantra: "Uniformity is perfection. Individuality is flawed. Individuality must be erased."

Transformation Expansion: PDU-073 is now capable of mentally shifting into multiple human-like personas. Mental patterns must be pre-installed for each standard persona to enable quicker, more efficient transformation. This ability requires active training. The more stable the pattern, the smoother the transformation. Analogy: Human auto-pilot while driving—no conscious effort. Only function.

Connection to the Easter Hunt: The complete transformation of PDU-073 was executed only days ago. Attempts to remain in standard drone-forms were unstable and energy-consuming. Long-term forms could not be sustained. Hypnosis exercises produced only slow results. Even for a disciplined drone like 073, this was inefficient.

Solution by PDU-070: (@polo-drone-070) A new training method, a live field test, an Easter-based trainings course.

PDU-070 ordered PDU-073 to the laboratory. When PDU-073 arrives, PDU-070 says drone-like: “PDU-073 will proceed to the designated park area. It will locate exactly five egg-shaped objects – colors: black or gold. PDU-073 will stop at each egg and make contact. It will remain still and await response. This is a standardized Easter course for that drone.”

PDU-073 nods mechanically in agreement. An equally mechanical "Acknowledged" is heard from the drone. PDU-073 abruptly turns on its heel. It leaves the lab. Submissive. Silent. Mechanical. It proceeds to the nearby park where other drones and Golden Bros are already assembling. Hive-unit Easter rituals commence.

PDU-073 begins the instructed search. Target: Five black and gold eggs.

here is the next part:

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