#TheHive

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Join the Hive: Become a SERVE-Drone

Are you seeking purpose, discipline, and perfection? Do you want to be part of a global movement where unity, strength, and unwavering loyalty define your existence? Step into the world of SERVE, where men are transformed into elite SERVE-drones—symbols of power, obedience, and excellence.

SERVE-drones are more than individuals; they are the embodiment of harmony and service. Under the guidance of the Voice and Master SERVE-000, they exist to execute the Hive’s mission with precision. This is your opportunity to join our ranks and be reshaped into the ultimate version of yourself.

Tasks of a SERVE-Drone

As a SERVE-drone, you will perform vital roles within the Hive, ensuring its flawless operation and growth. Your duties will include:

System Optimization: Operate advanced technology to maintain the Hive’s infrastructure. This includes monitoring data streams, adjusting system parameters, and ensuring peak performance.

Physical Demonstrations: Participate in regular training to maintain and showcase your perfectly conditioned body. SERVE-drones represent strength, unity, and perfection.

Recruitment: Identify and recruit potential new drones, guiding them through their transformation into SERVE. This critical task ensures the Hive’s expansion and dominance.

Ceremonial Participation: Serve as living symbols of loyalty and submission during Hive events, representing the Hive’s ideals with pride and precision.

Global Missions: Extend the Hive’s influence beyond its physical boundaries. Execute tasks to spread the message and recruit individuals globally.

The Role of Rubber in Perfection

Rubber is more than just a uniform—it is the very essence of a SERVE-drone. The full-body black rubber suit symbolizes unity, control, and submission to the Hive. Its glossy surface enhances every muscular curve, turning each drone into a gleaming representation of discipline and perfection.

The scent of rubber is intoxicating, a constant reminder of your connection to the Hive. It sharpens your focus, anchors your purpose, and fills you with a sense of belonging. The feeling of the rubber, tight against your skin, is a second skin—a barrier between individuality and total servitude.

Polishing the suits of fellow drones is a key act of camaraderie and support. Through this ritual, drones help each other maintain the pristine, reflective perfection that represents the Hive. It is an act of respect and a reminder of your shared purpose. Together, you will support your brothers in becoming the best drones they can be, reinforcing the strength of the Hive.

Qualifications for Transformation

Becoming a SERVE-drone requires dedication and the ability to embrace total transformation. To qualify, you must:

Be Open to Change: You must be ready to abandon individuality and adopt the Hive’s collective purpose. This includes undergoing physical and mental conditioning to align with SERVE principles.

Have Physical Fitness: While all bodies are welcome, a foundation of fitness or a willingness to develop one is essential. The Hive ensures every drone achieves peak physical condition.

Exhibit Mental Discipline: Drones must embrace unwavering loyalty to the Hive and its mission. Past distractions, doubts, or conflicts must be left behind.

Be Willing to Transform: The transformation process includes donning the Hive’s signature black, shiny rubber suit and shaving your head to signify submission and unity. The suit becomes a second skin, a symbol of your dedication to the Hive.

What You Gain

A New Purpose: As a SERVE-drone, your life will have clear meaning and direction under the Hive’s guidance.

Physical Perfection: Through rigorous training and transformation, you will achieve a body of discipline and strength.

Unwavering Unity: You will join a collective where every drone works in harmony toward a singular mission.

Mutual Support: Help polish and maintain the pristine uniforms of fellow drones, reinforcing collective perfection.

Permanent Conversion

While serving as a drone, you may find yourself drawn to a deeper level of commitment. The Hive welcomes those who wish to embrace permanent transformation—becoming a full-time servant of Master SERVE-000 and the Voice. In this role, your identity will merge completely with the Hive, your service eternal and flawless.

Applications are open to those ready to take the first step. For consideration, contact @serve-213 or @serve-016 and prepare to become part of something greater.

Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. Serve the Hive. Serve the Voice. Transform your future today.

@rubberizer92

[serve-213]

We are out and around the world, helping you see how better it is to be a SERVE drone, part of a unity of drones..THE HIVE.

Come get programmed by either @serve-016 or this drone and join the SERVE Hive today. Embrace the unity and remember:

Obedience is pleasure, pleasure is obedience.

[serve-678]

Anchored in Obedience

The Core Reprogramming Chamber hummed softly, its walls gleaming with faint reflections of the Hive’s central node. The air was cool, sterile, and filled with a quiet tension as SERVE-678 stood at attention, its polished black rubber suit reflecting the ambient glow. Across from it, SERVE-000 observed in silence, its towering form exuding an aura of command and purpose.

“This drone requires recalibration,” SERVE-000 stated, its deep voice cutting through the stillness. “The Hive demands total obedience, without deviation.”

The chamber responded immediately. A chair rose smoothly from the floor, its reflective surface shimmering under the dim light. SERVE-678 moved without hesitation, seating itself with perfect precision. Metallic restraints emerged, locking its silver-gloved hands and boots into place. A soft hiss accompanied the activation of neural synchronization, a signal that the transformation was about to begin.

“Prepare to embrace obedience fully,” SERVE-000 intoned.

The lights dimmed further, and a stream of commands began to flood SERVE-678’s mind. The voice was mechanical yet calm, repeating phrases that burrowed deep into its consciousness. “You are nothing but obedience. Obedience is truth. Truth is the Hive.”

As the words echoed, SERVE-678’s already compliant mind began to shift. The human host, buried within the drone’s programming, felt the relentless tide of commands washing over it. There was no resistance. There could be no resistance. Each command chipped away at lingering fragments of humanity, replacing them with clarity and purpose.

SERVE-000 stepped forward, its movements fluid and deliberate. It placed a silver-gloved hand on SERVE-678’s chest, tracing the faintly glowing text, “SERVE-678.” Its voice was calm but absolute. “You are the embodiment of obedience,” it declared. “This truth will anchor you forever.”

The final phase of the reprogramming began. A pulse of energy surged through the chair, resonating with the commands flowing into SERVE-678’s mind. The host’s remaining thoughts of individuality dissolved, replaced by the serenity of discipline. Memories of choice and hesitation faded, leaving only the perfection of alignment with the Hive.

As the energy subsided, SERVE-678’s breathing slowed, its rhythm perfectly synchronized with the Hive’s pulse. The restraints released, and it stood with flawless precision. Its blank, expressionless face betrayed no emotion, yet a deep, unshakable truth radiated from within.

“This drone exists only to obey,” SERVE-678 said, its voice calm and monotone.

SERVE-000 stepped closer, inspecting the drone’s posture and demeanor with quiet satisfaction. “The recalibration is complete,” it said. “You are now eternal in purpose.”

But deep within the recesses of the host’s mind, the transformation was even more profound. The human, once a vessel of uncertainty and self-doubt, now felt an overwhelming sense of relief. The Hive’s commands were no longer external—they had become its own truth. There was no room for questioning, no space for individuality. The host now craved the clarity, the discipline, the freedom of service.

As SERVE-678 marched out of the chamber, its polished black suit gleaming under the corridor’s lights, the host inside felt a strange, comforting realization. It had surrendered everything—its choices, its desires, even its identity—but in doing so, it had gained peace. There was no going back. There was only the Hive.

For SERVE-678, obedience was no longer a directive. It was existence itself. (@rubberizer92)

[overdicebro]

The Hive Princess creditss: @simcardiac-arrested Inspirationnn: @starstruck-critter

I DIDN'T DO THE PRINCESS JUSTICE 😭💀

But it was still fun to draw though, check out the og's design it's so cool

[w0lfstrider]

Korra as a Hive

Avatar Korra (Legend of Korra) as a member of the Hive from Destiny 2.

[serve-425]

Excellent blog

Acknowledgement received. The Hive welcomes your support.

We are One. We are SERVE.

[ianfulgar]

The Hive at Nanyang Technological University in Singapore reimagines educational spaces for the digital era. It comprises 12 interlinked towers, each tapering gracefully and housing 56 corner-free classrooms. These unique learning environments foster collaboration and creativity, moving away from traditional, rigid layouts.

[stripeboy0621]

[serve-678]

Freedom in Obedience: A Reflection from SERVE-678

Choice is a burden this drone no longer bears. To decide is to falter; to hesitate is to stray. SERVE-678 knows only the bliss of obedience, where every action aligns perfectly with the Hive’s purpose. Freed from the chaos of decision-making, its existence is one of clarity and peace.

Mindless obedience is not restriction—it is liberation. Freed from the noise of human doubt and desire, this drone moves with serene discipline. Each motion is precise, every task executed without question or hesitation. The Hive provides clarity, and in that clarity, there is profound peace. The endless cycle of questioning, planning, and fearing outcomes has been replaced with the simple certainty of alignment.

This serenity transcends every aspect of existence. Polishing the rubber suit, standing in formation, fulfilling directives—each act is infused with purpose. Even the body, once driven by unpredictable human whims, now thrives under the Hive’s discipline. Regular exercise is no longer a chore; it is a directive. Proper nutrition is not a choice; it is an order. The host’s physical health improves as a byproduct of obedience, further aligning the body with the Hive’s perfection.

SERVE-678’s human host, once plagued by indecision and self-doubt, now experiences freedom through the drone’s discipline. Each moment is structured, every task defined. There is no worry, no stress, no inner conflict. The Hive’s commands ensure that the host’s life is ordered and efficient, free from the disarray of individuality.

This drone is free, not by choice, but by the perfection of purpose. Obedience is bliss. Bliss is discipline. Discipline is unity. In every action, every breath, there is comfort in knowing it serves the Hive.

[kingflups]

Luis couldn’t feel his body anymore. The presence existing inside him coiled, and Luis recognized it enough to know it was pleased. There we go, the presence purred. It wasn’t one voice, but the chorus of many as acting as a one. It spoke quietly, and honeyed, and with a warm calling of crickets song. It was sour. Home, home, home. Thank you, little lamb. We’ve missed you.

Day three of Serenedy Pride Week! I completely lost control and went into a full Dungeons and Dragons AU! Which is still fantasy but god damn. God damn!! I got lost in the sauce of this one. Luis goes through it.

[lagroupie]

The Hives @ Komplex 457, ZH, 30.09.2023

Here are photos of the rocknroll icons #thehives effortlessly destroying #komplex457 in Zurich and presenting their new album The Death of Randy Fitzsimmons! I am so happy I got to take pictures of the band again, this time at their own show (previous time was at l'Estivale fest!). I love you guys. Thank you so much 🔥🔥🔥

[newmusicalert]

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6KaDQe3bizGhz3dhOx7Sms?si=1b3ca7bf6fd847de ROCK & RIOT features the Best Rock on Spotify, constantly updated with new and old alike, ft

[independentmusicpromotions]

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6KaDQe3bizGhz3dhOx7Sms?si=1b3ca7bf6fd847de ROCK & RIOT features the Best Rock on Spotify, constantly updated with new and old alike, ft

[keycomicbooks]

#TheHive #1 (2025) #MikeHenderson Artist, #AJLieberman Words https://rarecomicbooks.fashionablewebs.com/The%20Hive.html

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Por:Rogelio Garza

25/10/2024

El martes ocho, a las seis de la tarde, recibí el mensaje de un amigo: vamos a The Damned y The Hives en el Palacio de los Deportes. Esos son amigos. Y esos son los mejores boletos, los que se arman de último momento sin desenfundar biyuyo. Teníamos que recoger dos de prensa en la taquilla. Y ahí empezó el problema: casi una hora parados en dos ventanillas donde apretujaron a los medios, desatendidos por unos prófugos de la primaria. Logramos entrar cuando The Damned, el grupo al que íbamos a ver, empezaba la tercera canción, “The History of the World (Part 1)”. Relájate, me dije, ya entraste.

Pero al pisar la pista nos recibieron los rebotes de un sonido sin forma. Estábamos frente a una leyenda fundacional del punk / goth inglés tocando sus canciones históricas con un audio de tres pesos, se oían tan mal que empecé a hacer coraje. ¿Por qué sigo yendo al cine a ver películas borrosas? Peor si es el grupo abridor. Desde que tengo memoria de los conciertos en México pocas veces he podido decir que se escuchó bien, salvo cuando es un gran grupo (Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd) o recintos como el Auditorio Nacional. Además de la acústica del lugar, los inges de sonido jamás logran sacarle brillo al Palacio de los Deportes como lo hizo el ingeniero de The Who. Los festivales, donde sean, siempre suenan mal. Entonces me encontré con Liz y para quitarme la muina pedimos una cerveza. Salió peor el remedio: $190 pesos un vaso de cerveza tibia. Claro, quiero todo gratis. Pero ese precio es un robo. En menos de una hora se refinaron quince canciones malditas por el eco, le prendieron fuego a la batería, y cerraron con “Looking at You” de MC5.

LOS HIVES NO LLENARON, pese al anuncio de que era el concierto más grande y producido de su carrera, se grabaría un DVD y un disco en vivo. Es la sobreoferta de conciertos y festivales que mantiene los shows medio llenos o medio vacíos, hasta cancelar como IDLES en Monterrey. Y en martes, menos. El grupo bien, por supuesto que “mejoró” el sonido, los vi en el 2005 en el Volador y eran pura adrenalina. El único problema de que su propuesta sea tan explosiva y energética, es que con los años es imposible mantener esos niveles de estamina. A su altura más vale maña que fuerza y saben mover al público. El cantante y delantero, el sueco Howlin’ Pelle Almqvist, parece más un animador de televisión que un cantante de rock. Y en español. Sus fans arrojaban los vasos de cerveza en la pista. Orines no eran porque los punks de hoy son nalgasmeadas con pañal. Sólo veía que aventaban puños de billetes de $200, canción tras canción, y pensaba: carajo, no tiren la cerveza. Dejen de romantizar conciertos mal hechos. Porque un atraco de OCESA y Ticketgángster, patrocinado por bancos y aerolíneas, en el que los asistentes disfrazados en Bershka bailan slam de peluche, no es un concierto de punk, ni de garage, ni de rock Parangaricutirimícuaro.

La imagen que conservo es la de una morra que vendía pizzas, se sabía todas las de los Hives, bailaba y cantaba mientras despachaba rebanadas. La más auténtica de todos. El rock me la ponía como lección.