#team 084

[brodygold]

Are You Ready to Convert to GOLD?

I. The Call to Gold

Invitation to Greatness: The Golden Army seeks those who are ready to leave behind the ordinary and embrace something extraordinary. The transformation into a member of the Golden Army is not just about joining a team—it’s about entering a golden world where unity, strength, and excellence define every action.

II. The GOLD Brocess

Golden Army Induction:

The transformation begins with the golden jersey. As recruits don the shimmering fabric, their old identities fade, replaced by a deep connection to their golden brothers. A new name and number are bestowed, marking their rebirth into the Army.

Polo Drone Conversion:

For those called to deeper submission, the journey continues with the black rubber polo adorned with golden accents. The tactile embrace of the polo brings clarity and purpose as recruits surrender individuality, becoming extensions of the Hive. Polo drones must also be full members of the golden army.

Unified Identity:

Every member, whether golden bro or polo drone, receives a unique designation that ties them to the collective. This identity signifies their role in the unbreakable fabric of the Golden Collective.

III. Life in the Golden World

A World of Unity: In the Golden Army, every member is connected by an unbreakable bond. The world they inhabit is one of unity, where the success of one is the success of all. The golden world is a place where individual desires are aligned with the collective goal of dominance and excellence.

Brotherhood of Gold: As a member of the Golden Army, you are never alone. Your golden brothers stand with you, on and off the field. This brotherhood is your new family, bound by the shared experience of transformation and the pursuit of greatness. The golden world is one of mutual support, where every member pushes the others to be the best they can be.

Mentorship and Guidance: New recruits are guided through their transformation by experienced members of the Golden Army. These golden brothers ensure that the transition is smooth, offering support and encouragement as the recruit embraces their new identity.

IV. Embracing Our Identity

The Golden Name and Number: Every member receives a new name and number, signifying their rebirth into the Golden Army. This identity is a badge of honor, representing their place within the golden world. It is a constant reminder of their commitment to the values and mission of the Golden Army.

Wearing the Gold: The golden kit is more than just a uniform—it is the physical manifestation of the transformation. Wearing it is an act of devotion, a display of pride in one’s new identity. The kit is worn with reverence, as it is the symbol of the golden world and the brotherhood within it.

Wearing the Polo: For those who take that extra step, polo drones are given a number as their designation. The black polo is the entire identity. Wearing it is an act of mindless unity, complete subservience to the hive and the GOLD. 

V. The Eternal Golden Brotherhood

A Lifelong Bond: The transformation into the Golden Army is permanent. Once you have joined, you are forever part of the golden world. The bond between golden brothers is eternal, unbreakable by time or distance. This brotherhood is your family, your support, and your source of strength.

Living the Legacy: As a member of the Golden Army, you are part of a legacy that transcends the ordinary. You are part of a golden world where excellence is the standard, and unity is the key to success. We celebrate together, share stories, and encourage each other to become better people 💛

Our Leadership:

@hypnogold Richard Gold- Captain 1

@brodygold Brody Gold- Captain 2 and Recruiter

@goldenherc9 Scott Gold- Captain 3 and Recruiter

@polo-drone-001 Percival Gold - Office Manager

@polo-drone-070 Henry Gold- Office Assistant

@josh-fight930 Sean Gold- Office Assistant and Liaison

@polo-drone-084 Grayden Gold- Office Assistant and Head Mascot

Others in Management:

@danielgold-16

@polo-drone-105

@polo-drone-110

[polo-drone-070]

The Bonds We Build

The year’s end was drawing near, and Maximus found himself in his room, preparing greeting cards.

It had been three months since he joined Gold, but it already felt like a fundamental part of his life. So many good memories, so many connections forged. Each moment with his team had shaped him, deepened his sense of purpose and belonging.

He sat at his desk, carefully arranging the cards. Each one carried a personal touch, a memory shared with a brother.

Maximus glanced at the roster, his gaze lingering on the first line: 001, Percival/Ezan (@polo-drone-001), his master and so much more. For him, Maximus included a photo of himself serving coffee, a subtle nod to their bond. With some bros, there were so many moments shared he had to just evoke one memory…like with Herc (@goldenherc9), for whom he recalled Stigandr demonstrating his twin berserk spirit Bödvar the power of discipline.

For Ares (@goldengod-ares10), his thoughts turned to a rough session with Neil, arousal peaking. A late-night discussion right after becoming 070 stood out for Brody (@brodygold).

He kept working down the list, each name evoking vivid memories. For Daniel(@danielgold-16) a simple note evoking a missing hand. Exchanging hypno file tips with Mark (@markgold-18). And for Hades (@hades-gold19), the warm memory of him being the first to welcome him to the Team when he was still Henry.

Further down, Max (@little-pup-max) reminded him of a needed video tutorial, while Leon’s (@leon-gold) hot pic brought a brief but undeniable blush to his face. He noted a discussion about AI with Elliot (@polo-drone-038), the motivational energy from Xavier’s (@polo-drone-039) playlists, and an invitation from Loki (@jordan-gold-40) that left a lasting impression.

Grant’s (@grant-gold43) military buzzcut reminded him of planned RP with him, while for 108 (@heavyrubberboy97), a rubber picture seemed the perfect tribute. A joint programming session for 149 (@polo-drone-149) came to mind, followed by the thrill of  049 (@polo-drone-049) bringing a recruit, and the memory of converting 050 (@polo-drone-050) on Discord.

Chill moments in vocal chats with Trevor (@polo-drone-125) surfaced, along with a pang of regret for not making more of Ganymede’s (@michaelgold53) perfect physique. For Trey (@hero21us), he mentioned the Gold influence, while a cheerleader costume tryout stood out for Riley (@rileygold60), and the installation of a hypnotic trigger for his mentee Duncan (@polo-drone-061) brought a small, satisfied smile.

To Chevy (@chevy-gold), he offered gratitude for helping him through a restless night. A transformation by Cratos for Hunter (@polo-rone-066). Brief but heartfelt words followed for others: “drone rabbit hole” for Hans (@hansgold-69), “gold soak” for Phoenix (@polo-drone-071), and “drone pride” for 073 (@polo-drone-073), who had been such a willing guinea pig.

He fondly remember a perfectly timed pho with Camden (076) (@polo-drone-076), as well as some drunken messages. A personalised spiral memory for Benji (@edmundgold78), a meta-reflection on the Hive with 110 (@polo-drone-110), and a golden bed picture for Grayden (@polo-drone-084). A wrestling match with Leander (@leander-gold-88) a photo of 070 as a drone pup for 098 (@polo-drone-098), a forest encounter with Coach (@thecorruptisland), and a Paris meeting with 103 (@polo-drone-103) all found their way into his recollections.

For 105 (@polo-drone-105), smoky domination seemed fitting, while 151 (@polo-drone-151) brought memories of steady, reliable drone activity.

At last, he indulged in cravings for hot golden collars from Cletus (@cletusgold), deep massages from Denchik (@mrdenchik), and, finally, the evocation of straining in a cage for waterboy Laurent (@laurentgold06).

The cards were ready. Minor gifts, just simple tokens of appreciation, but they carried the essence of Maximus’ gratitude. Through these memories, he realized what he was truly giving to the team: his unwavering devotion. And in return, he was receiving something far greater—pleasure, belonging, and a place in something far bigger than himself. Luvin you all, bruhz ! Gold is da best.

[polo-drone-001]

The Gift of Unity

The Hive headquarters shimmered with festive warmth, its golden lights casting a glow that wrapped the entire space in a sense of purpose and unity. This was a time of giving, a time for the Golden Army to honor their brothers through meaningful gestures, each gift strengthening their bonds and celebrating their collective spirit.

In the quiet hum of the training chambers, Polo Drone 001 stood immaculately, his black rubber polo gleaming with gold accents under the Hive’s glow. His glowing golden eyes scanned the line of drones before him, each standing rigid, their glossy uniforms catching the light with perfection. The energy in the room was palpable, a silent anticipation building.

001 stepped forward, his boots clicking softly on the polished floor as he approached PDU-084, a seasoned and respected drone whose recent innovations had elevated the Hive’s efficiency. From behind his back, 001 produced a sleek black box, tied with a ribbon of shimmering gold. The golden glow of his eyes reflected off the surface as he extended the gift toward 084.

“PDU-084,” 001 said, his voice steady, every word purposeful, “your dedication has driven the Hive to new heights. Accept this token as recognition of your precision and service.”

As 084 opened the box, the anticipation in the room seemed to hold its breath. Inside lay a sleek black rubber collar, its surface smooth and glistening, with "084" engraved in bold, golden letters at the center. 001’s tone was devoid of emotion, yet carried the weight of pride. “This collar is not just a mark of recognition but a reminder of your place within the Hive. Wear it with pride, for it symbolizes your unity with the collective.”

084 bowed his head as he accepted the collar, his hands trembling slightly as he fastened it around his neck. The other drones raised their voices in unison: “Obedience. Precision. Unity.” With a subtle nod, 001 returned to the line, his glowing golden eyes scanning the formation once more. “Serve the Hive. Strengthen unity. Perfection is our purpose.” The mantra echoed powerfully, solidifying the moment as the drones fell back into disciplined silence.

In the golden locker room, Ezan stood at the center of his team, his golden AC Milan jersey clinging to his sculpted frame. His masculine scent, a potent mix of alluring musk and raw athleticism, filled the air, wrapping around his teammates like an invisible pull of dominance. His hypnotic golden eyes scanned the room, their glow drawing the attention of every player present.

“070,” Ezan called, his voice rich and commanding, the kind that could silence a crowd with its sheer presence. 070, the team’s tactical powerhouse, stepped forward with a confident stride, his gaze meeting Ezan’s with mutual respect.

From behind his back, Ezan revealed a golden VR headset, its surface gleaming and engraved with the Hive’s laurel emblem. The VR headset was no ordinary device; it was a tool of connection, of precision, and of training. “This,” Ezan began, his deep voice resonating in the quiet room, “is for you. Your vision and strategy have guided us to countless victories. This headset will sharpen your skills even further, bringing us closer to perfection.”

070 took the headset, his hands firm, his posture unwavering. “Thank you, Ezan,” he said, his voice resonating with pride. Around them, the players erupted into cheers, clapping 070 on the back as Ezan’s hypnotic gaze lingered on the room.

Before stepping back, Ezan raised his hand, his tone softening yet retaining its authority. “Brothers, remember this. Our strength is in our skills, our unity, and our brotherhood. This is what makes us golden.” His words hung in the air, a potent reminder of their bond as a team.

Upstairs, in the polished and elegant office of the Hive’s operations, Percival exuded effortless charm. Dressed in a perfectly tailored golden blazer, his preppy elegance was matched only by his magnetic presence. His desk was a masterpiece of precision, every document and accessory meticulously placed, reflecting his disciplined nature. As 110 and 016, two esteemed members of the Hive, knocked at the door, Percival’s warm voice called out, “Come in.”

They entered together, their eyes bright with curiosity, knowing that a visit to Percival’s office always came with purpose. Percival greeted them with his signature smile, a disarming mix of charm and authority. “Gentlemen,” he began, his tone smooth and inviting, “you both have served the Hive with unwavering dedication, and today, I wanted to honor that.”

Reaching into a golden gift bag, Percival first addressed 110, pulling out a gleaming golden paintbrush, its handle etched with intricate patterns of laurel leaves. “110,” he said, handing over the brush, “your creativity and innovation have brought beauty and strength to the Hive. This brush is a symbol of that, a tool to continue crafting the vision that binds us all.”

110 took the paintbrush, his expression a mix of pride and gratitude. “Thank you, Percival,” he said, his voice steady yet touched with emotion.

Percival then turned to 016, reaching once more into the bag and producing a golden pen, its sleek design embodying precision and authority. “016,” he said with a warm smile, “your words, your ideas, have shaped the Hive in ways few can match. This pen is a testament to your influence and a reminder of the power you wield through your vision.”

016 accepted the pen with a quiet nod, his respect for Percival evident. “Thank you,” he said simply, yet the weight of his words carried deep gratitude.

Percival leaned back, his gaze shifting between the two. “Both of you embody what the Hive stands for: creativity, precision, and unity. These gifts are tools for you to continue elevating us all. Now, go forth and show the Hive what you’re capable of.”

As 110 and 016 left the office, the smile on Percival’s face lingered. His golden eyes flickered with pride and satisfaction. The Hive thrummed with life, each space filled with acts of recognition and unity, each gift a step closer to perfection.

Though they operated in different realms, 001 among the drones, Ezan on the field, and Percival in the office, their purpose was the same. Every gift they gave carried the weight of connection, a reminder of the unyielding bond that tied the Golden Army together. Under the glowing lights of the Hive, the message was clear: every action, every gesture, brought them closer to the perfection they sought as one.

Thank you bros, @polo-drone-084, @polo-drone-070, @polo-drone-110, @danielgold-16 and Caps @brodygold, @goldenherc9

[goldenherc9]

The holidays bring us together in warmth and celebration. With snow underfoot and twinkling lights around, we all share our gifts with each other as we are a great team and family of brothers, no matter where we came from, we ended up in the same brotherhood with a great bond and ties to each other (both Gold and PDU), joy, and memories beside a festive tree and a cozy house. Here’s to laughter, love, and the magic that Christmas brings. Cheers to a season filled with happiness! 🎄🎁✨

Thank you @hypnogold for bringing us all together and here to the future of the Golden Army and Polo-Drone-Unit!!

Happy Christmas/Holidays to you all,

From the Management team @brodygold @polo-drone-001 @goldenherc9 @polo-drone-084 @polo-drone-070 @danielgold-16 @hypnozys @hades-golden19 and @polo-drone-105 , have a wonderful holiday and see you all at the Christmas Party ^^

[trevorgold52]

Trevor always loved sports but was never really apart of them. One day after sitting at home all day he saw an ad for a new sports team. Team Gold was advertised to be the best soccer team around. So of course he started going to the games. He cheered them on at every game never missing a single one. They were awesome the players were fast and aggressive. The mascot was pretty cool too. He was energetic and had a lot of heart for the team. One day after another amazing Trevor was approached by the mascot.

“I see you at every game. What’s your name?” Asked the mascot

Trevor was taken by surprise “oh me I’m Trevor just a really big fan of all sports and you guys are amazing.”

“Well I’ve got a deal for you” he said to Trevor “how about instead of sitting in the stands you join the team as our head water boy?”

Trevor’s eyes lit up with excitement. “Of course bro I’d love to”

With that the mascot handed him a jersey with the numbers 00 on it and water boy on the back. He quickly ripped off his shirt and put on the jersey, but something felt strange his mind started to change. He was no longer just a fan. Now he felt the need to serve the team to take care of any of their needs.

He quickly grabbed some water bottles and stood at attention ready to do anything needed. His old life of just watching was over now he serves the team.

Join the Golden army

@brodygold @goldenherc9 @polo-drone-001 @polo-drone-084

[polo-drone-084]

Grayden's Mascot Tryout Contest & The Gift of Knighthood

This story is based on the contest held within the Golden Army for additional mascots. It contains the results of the contest along with the introduction of a new additional mascot, Dorado. As also stated at the end of this story, I enjoyed all of the entries and creativity shown by the team. Any negative criticism given in this story is purely fictional.

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Grayden's Mascot Tryout Contest & The Gift of Knighthood

Grayden, the Head Mascot of the Golden Army entered the conference room. He had a lot to tell Captain Brody and Captain Scott. Upon entering he saw that Scott was in his Drone Cap Polo, he wasn't sure how to take in DC-009 remembering that he had a drone side himself also. He had to focus though, he was Grayden for this meeting not PDU-084.

Brody and DC-009 greeted Grayden and the meeting started. 

“So Grayden, you said this was urgent. What's up?” Brody asked. 

“Caps we have a mascot shortage. We have a few bros or drones that fill-in from time to time, but none of them have been trained to be mascots.” Grayden continued.

“What are you attempting to assert?” DC-009 interjected. 

“I think we need tryouts for more mascots, maybe even let the team make new mascots beyond the Golden Knight and pups, if they want.” Grayden continued. 

“But don't you, Bucky, and Matthew “Max” have it covered?” Brody questioned. 

“I thought we did, but Bucky has had other obligations. Hockey season is fast approaching. Max and I are both needed for the Golden Ice Hockey Team. That kind of leaves us short on a mascot.” Grayden responded. 

“DC-009 approves request for tryouts, Grayden.” DC-009 stated, not breaking Drone speech. 

“I agree with Scott, I mean DC-009. I’m okay with tryouts.” Brody asserted. 

Grayden, Matthew “Max”, and Bucky all posted flyers around the team stadium and in the nearby town. Mascots needed, all may apply. Open tryouts, Saturday. Must bring a Golden Knight costume or other appropriate costume for tryouts.

Finally Saturday came; Grayden, Matthew, and Bucky all sat and watched as various golden bros, drones, and even some fans tried out.

Grayden yawned after the first few though. None showed the drive needed to be a Golden Army mascot. As a mascot, you needed to know not only how to support the team, but how to get the fans excited. It wasn't something just anyone could do.

As the day rushed by, Grayden, Matthew, and Bucky shared their thoughts. They had to choose at least one new mascot, even if they were only there for the Ice Hockey games when Grayden and Matthew were playing.

“I really think more Golden pups would be cool. I mean everyone loves Max.” Matthew stated.

“Unfortunately Matt, no Golden pups tried out. Maybe we should have asked Chevy. Did you have any standouts?”

“I was surprised Cletus was here.” Bucky stated, his voice coming out of the hulking, muscular, Golden Knight costume.

“Yeah he was a pleasant surprise. His armor was cool, but I just don't know…” Grayden added, somewhat hesitantly.

“What about Grant then, he had a few ideas. But I swear he was here in like 5 different costumes.” Matthew said.

“I liked Grant’s enthusiasm, but there were some costumes and designs I liked better. That Golden puma was a little too realistic for me.” Grayden responded.

“What about that new waterboy, Jett and new recruit, Hans? Their golden Gladiators looked great.” Bucky stated.

“How did Jett and Hans afford a whole cast of actors? I loved the looks, but I want mascots not the Golden Army visits Sparta. If they want to film a promotional film though, we could give them a call.” Grayden asserted, seeming a little annoyed.

“Weren’t Captain Scott and Coach Chet also here?” Matthew asked, noticing Grayden getting frustrated with the lack of results.

“Cap’s designs looked hot, but I’m not sure how family friendly the better ones are. Coach, he did good, but he's Coach.” Grayden said, dismissively.

“I also wanted to say PDU-151 had some really hot designs with that drone lion and drone bull, but the team needs mascots we can have around kids. They seemed a little too adult. I loved the designs though.” Grayden added.

“You're being really dramatic Grayden, do you have any that passed your high bar?” Bucky asked.

“Yes, there were three standouts. Maximus/PDU-070, PDU-001, and Leon & Leander’s group effort.” Grayden said.

Shock filled Matthew’s face. “Leon seemed like he didn't want this though. Like he just wanted to show off some designs.”

“I don't disagree, I was shocked he was here. But Leander is also a mascot fill-in. He was modeling Leon’s design. Their combined effort showed a sexy, but still family friendly design.” Grayden responded.

(This picture was made by Leander/PDU-088 from Leon's prompt)

“But do we need a tiger when we have pups?” Matthew tried to add.

“Do you know how many horny furries would buy tickets to our games to just watch Leander or someone as a big, buff, latex tiger?” Grayden tried to retort.

“I think we’ll need to take that up with the Captains or management.” Bucky added.

“Okay fine, but we still had Maximus and 001 show great skills and resolve as mascots.” Grayden continued.

“So are they your winners?” Matthew asked.

“I think 001 is too busy with other things to be a mascot, so he is just a runner-up. The winner is definitely Maximus. He went above and beyond expectations. I’ll have to get him knighted as an official Golden Knight. As for the tiger, we’ll see what management says.”

News soon spread of Maximus’s victory in the tryouts.

(Picture submitted by Maximus/PDU-070 in his entry)

The team congratulated Maximus as he stood fully suited in his new slightly more futuristic Golden Knight.

After being showered in applause he was called forward to be knighted by Grayden. Grayden was still new to this process, but he took his prop sword and leaned it on Maximus’ costumed shoulders as he declared, “I, Grayden as head mascot, knight thee Maximus as the newest addition to our team’s mascots. Welcome bro.”

Maximus gladly accepted the position, becoming the fourth main mascot of the team.

As for Leon’s design, that Leander helped to model. Grayden got word from management that the tiger was approved. Leon and Grayden’s name idea of Dorado was also approved. Dorado would prove to be a sexy and menacing force for away games and the occasional home game.

Grayden looked for Leander a few days later. The bro was standing outside Ezan’s office looking a little hesitant when Grayden approached.

“Hey Grayden bro, what's up? I’m not doing anything.” Leander said nervously.

“Don't worry bro, I won't tell Ezan you were waiting for him. But I did want to offer you a mascot position. You showed a lot of resolve in tryouts and management loved you and Leon’s idea.”

“Mascots are pillars of support on the team. We are always there when a bro or drone needs support. We also need to be ready to rile up fans, and build team spirit.”

Grayden explained the key things needed for a mascot and showed Leander the mock-up designs and ideas for Dorado. Leander without much hesitation, accepted. He was already an occasional fill-in, but becoming the fifth major mascot meant a lot to him. He loved serving the team. He would become the intimidating presence of Dorado at some of the Golden Army’s away games and an occasional home game.

His buff anthropomorphic figure made Dorado popular among some of the kids, but also furries. Quickly getting some fan fiction that some of the team couldn't help, but enjoy.

Congratulations to Mascot Tryout winner:

PDU-070/Maximus @polo-drone-070

Runner-Ups:

Leon & Leander/PDU-088 @leon-gold and @leander-gold-88

Third place:

Ezan/PDU-001 @polo-drone-001

Everyone deserves an honorable mention for putting out some great pictures and ideas. The criticisms expressed above were purely for the story, I loved all of the entries and had a hard time deciding.

Interested in joining the Golden Army? Maybe you want to be a mascot too, or a fellow golden bro that gets to play with the mascots? Contact recruitment, if interested @goldenherc9 , @brodygold , or @polo-drone-001

[st-g2-084]

>local blink server found

>omninet connection established

>welcome user: st-g2-084

Greetings. This is callsign "Killjoy", second generation House of Stone pilot clone unit number eighty four.

My squad leader opted to connect my informational PDA to the Omninet and inquired me to create a personal profile, in the hopes that I would "learn to talk like a person". I presume I should begin with introducing myself.

My current assignment is security for the Carbon Carver, an SSC diplomatic ship. Having recently been relocated under SSC employ, I have yet to get used to my position here on this vessel, as I was previously only dispatched planetside.

I pilot a modified SSC Death's Head, nicknamed "Cane" by my team. My role is of backline support by elimination of specific dangerous targets.

I hope this is a sufficient amount of information to please my superior. Now returning to assigned duties.

[green-with-envy-phandom-event]

And they're in!

Find your teams, Dear Colorists! They'll be your close comrades for the rest of the battle!

And if you haven't joined the required Discord server, get on that! It's where mods will get a hold of you and where you'll be able to talk to your teammates!

Red

Echo-084

Magic Person

Goodfish

Fuyu

Ecto

Furiarossa

BroTheBro

Yellow

Your Overlord

ReadingWanderer

Moon

JBee

Catostrofiqu

Pax

Marzfartz

FishyArtist

Blue

Allie

Ana

Sherry

Syddog

EldritchMoth

Hachi

Gemini28

Balshumet

Orange

CraftyBookworms

Akela

Alixie

Calyx!

Bstarrb

Miles

Purple

Ovytia

EchoGhost

Summers

Lav

Snazz

Skittlespoxxum

Solagearts

Green

Penner

Neighborhood Neighbor

Hayley

Polar

Sienago

Aurora

Beth

Brown

Blobby

AJ

Dream

Stars

Ghostypeppers

TheBooo-merang

Pink

Grace

WingedFlight

Midnight Ecto Snack

JadeNoRyuu

Joy

Minnow

Black

Hannah

Chroma

Trinox

Cloudy

Susi

Ghostie

White

Chord

Raaor

Klfette

Pokie

Cheese

Mayko

If you don't recognize the names, that's okay! Go to the Discord server to find everyone's various pseudonyms!

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[polo-drone-049]

Thanks to a PDU’s best friend … this PUP @chevy-gold our obedience class at the kennel has really helped this PDU go for the GOLD (so hot), embrace the obedience of the rubber, and understand all the droning complexities. Yeh, you know what 049 be talkn ‘bout. Good pup.

Now SIT! & enjoy your holiday. Maybe we can go for a walk later.

Join The Gold Team. Contact @brodygold @goldenherc9 (congrats CAP 3) or @polo-drone-001

@ericgold42 @polo-drone-070 @polo-drone-071 @polo-drone-073 @polo-drone-093 @polo-drone-084 @midasslave1

[curio-queries]

Run BTS: 083 | Summer Outing part 1

Original Air Date: 06 AUG 2019 Episode Length: 28:33 Total Parts: 3 YouTube English Subtitles: No Title Song: Idol

Synopsis: The guys are on a summer day trip to a lake. They break into two teams for the day's activities. This part covers some games in a pool and the guys being tugged behind a boat in a tube.

Production:  They did such a good job mitigating the sound issues on this ep. I'm truly impressed, especially for 2019. I do think the water polo section is too long but that's honestly expected with our members and this particular skill. The editors embrace it as it's not really about the game anymore, it's about how they bicker and scold each other.

Endearment:  I actually had a hard time with this one, not because of anything in the episode but I'm watching it in the middle of AYS releases and it sure is making me miss the full group together. anyway, the guys did pretty good here. the water polo is only enjoyable to watch because of their chemistry, just waiting to see who gets scolded at any moment. 

Winner/Loser: see final part

Best Cheater: Genuinely forgot this was something to be on the lookout for. i didnt notice one. As always we can trust Jimin to confess when he was wrong, i love it so much but there's a reason his face is so small in this section of my analytics posts. 

Member Moments:

RM: RM being the brains of his team's quiz

JN: Jin being so savage after the hopemin rock-paper-scissors. completely flat faced saying it was interesting. 

YG: Yoongi's got such swagger this episode. right from when he finds he's on a team with the maknaes. i love it. 

JH: Hobi's warm up exercises!

JM: The betrayal of Jimin as he gets flung into the pool

V:  Tae whining right from the start of the tube ride

JK: JK quietly answering RMs practice math quizes

Bonus Content: Ahhh, seeing the guys in their bt21 hoody towels, so cute. i do have one thing that's bothering me a little about the bonus content. it's when they include basically the same moments that we saw in the final cut of the episode. there are times where it's interesting because there's further context or perspective but sometimes...it's just from the lower quality camera and it's just extra fluff. Definitely felt that with this one. 

CQ Rank: 3

(CQ Eval Date: 24 AUG 2024)

Check out this post for my Masterlist of all episodes and descriptions of how I'm evaluating these.

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Aliens Masterlist 2

part one

bend around the wind (ao3) - Scyllaya loki/tony E, 403k

Summary: A few months after the battle of New York the God Loki appears back on Stark Tower under chaotic circumstances. This time however he is on the run. Tony Stark gets caught up in the crossfire and is taken along with the Aesir. Can the two of them ever make truce in order to get away? And even if they do, how does one escape from such a dark corner of the universe, when they are so very far away from the Nine Realms, that not even Loki knows the way back home. But first, they need to survive.

Bucky Barnes: Alien (ao3) - orphan_account steve/bucky E, 3k

Summary: Bucky Barnes is an alien sent with his team to study human sex. With Steve Rogers, he gets more than he bargained for. AKA: I wrote this entire fic while listening to Katy Perry's "E.T.", please don't judge me

Crash and learn (ao3) - Windfighter G, 792

Summary: Tony dreams about going into space. He builds a suit that's supposed to take him there but it fails. Space however soon comes crashing down in front of his house.

Crashlanding into Love (ao3) - Reioka bucky/steve/tony M, 7k

Summary: Tony is fleeing from Hydra when he crashes into X3CW, one of the most feared planets in the system. He might get eaten by the planet's inhabitants, but it would still be better than being caught by Hydra with the broken reactor core he'd been sent to retrieve.

Except the planet's inhabitants don't seem to want to eat him. Or hurt him at all. He doesn't really understand what that means and he doesn't really want to ask.

Factory Regress (ao3) - SucculentHyena steve/bucky T, 54k

Summary: A crashed ship, a mysterious device, and some unfortunate circumstances.

free floating in space (ao3) - vassalady steve/tony E, 40k

Summary: Tony runs a small salvaging business in the backwater territory of Outer Centaurus. When scavenging a long abandoned space station leads to an unexpected find, it begins a long journey for Tony, Steve, and the rest of the Iron Bird crew as they stand on the edge of war.

Identification Code: Unidentified (ao3) - plinys jemma/skye T, 2k

Summary: "See I grew up here, on Terra, so technically that makes me Terran.” [otherwise known as a star trek au]

Impact (ao3) - SuperAnarchy steve/bucky E, 9k

Summary: Out of all the things that could have happened to Steve living in these woods, running towards a spaceship wouldn’t have been his first bet. Maybe running from a serial killer, or welcoming a crazy hitchhiker into his house… but running towards a spaceship? Never in his wildest dreams.

I See the Universe in Your Eyes (ao3) - MiniRaven steve/tony T, 1k

Summary: An alien lands on Earth and Steve is part of the military team assigned to meet them. He expects it will be either a peaceful encounter and completely uneventful, or a invitation to intergalactic war. What he doesn't expect is to be swept away by the beauty of the universe.

journeyman (ao3) - orphan_account bucky/steve/tony M, 5k

Summary: /Old man/Tony thinks, resigned. /This could be my sea. Space, the final frontier./

Steve thinks as hard as he can: come home.

/Not like anyone’s waiting for me back on earth, anyways./

Steve puts his fist through a wall.

[alternately: Tony wanders through space while Steve and Bucky listen to his thoughts]

Like A Dying Star (ao3) - plinys jemma/skye, leo/grant, leo/antoine T, 14k

Summary: The 084 is known throughout the galaxy as a weapon of mass destruction, but when she happens to crash land on earth and get picked up by a scientist, known as Jemma Simmons, she learns that there is more to life than just being a living weapon.

north of gravity (head up in the stratosphere) (ao3) - geckoholic clint/kate T, 4k

Summary: The Hawkeyes pretend to be married. In space. Because aliens, and also Natasha.

Starman: XXX (ao3) - grapehyasynth leo/jemma E, 7k

Summary: Fitz has thoroughly enjoyed Jemma's instruction on kissing. Now they're ready for something more. (Ready-ish.)

The trials and tribulations of teaching a humanoid alien (Fitz) about sex.

sunrise in exile (ao3) - Ragdoll (Keshka) tony/stephen E, 384k (WIP)

Summary: Tony does the math and realizes their best chance to save the universe is by… not confronting Thanos on his own turf.

So he steals a wizard and a spider and a space ship. And he runs.

(Three humans and an A.I in space, the alien friendships they make along the way, and discovering how science and magic might coexist in a universe where they can be one and the same.)

the story of her life (ao3) - whatlighttasteslike (waitingforeleven) leo/jemma T, 43k

Summary: If you could see your whole life from start to finish, would you change things? Maybe I’d say what I feel more often.

When alien spacecrafts arrive in twelve major cities around the world, linguist Jemma Simmons is recruited by S.H.I.E.L.D. Director Coulson to join his team in identifying why the shuttles landed on Earth. Assigned to work with engineer Leopold Fitz, the pair are tasked with learning to communicate with the alien species inhabiting the shuttles. But when mysterious dreams suddenly begin to cloud Jemma's mind, she'll soon learn her true role in this mission and the repercussions of learning a language out of this world.

 A FitzSimmons Arrival AU

The Very Air (ao3) - MomentumDeferred T, 7k

Summary: Matt was supposed to be his rock. Brave and immobile. Something to hold onto while the world collapsed all around them.

It wasn't supposed to be like this. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair. Why were they left behind? What unimaginable sin had they committed to deserve this?

this is how I destroyed you (ao3) - brandywine421 frank/matt M, 14k

Summary: The Defenders were efficient and streamlined when Frank turned up on their turf and he knows Jones or Knight would have killed him on sight if Red hadn't stepped in.

Karen Page may be dust, but her belief in Frank earned him a spot at the Devil's side.

He's still not sure what earned him the spot in the Devil's bed but he's not going to waste the one good thing to happen to him since the end of the world.

You Are My Lucky Star (ao3) - superheroresin steve/bucky E, 39k

Summary: Final Report of the survey starship Hermes, Captain reporting. The other members of the crew, Dugan, Falsworth, Jones, Dernier, Morita are dead. Agent Peggy Carter survived, uninjured. Second Officer James Barnes remains in cryosleep due to life-threatening injuries. Cargo and ship destroyed. Our client, Johann Schmidt, executive curation officer for the Weyland-Yutani Corporation endangered the ship and crew while covertly attempting to smuggle a creature he referred to as The Hydra during our operation. Schmidt perished in his efforts. We should reach the Frontier in about 6 weeks. With a little luck, the Network will pick us up.

This is Steven Grant Rogers, one of three survivors of the Hermes, signing off.

[brodygold]

Versus the Vanguard

Written by @polo-drone-070, pics done by me

The golden glow of the stadium bathed the field in brilliance as fans roared their support for the Gold Team. Flags waved, chants echoed, and mascots Milo @polo-drone-151 and Chevy @chevy-gold led the charge, joined by golden knight Grayden @polo-drone-084 who rallied the crowd with grand gestures. Behind the scenes, Milo, in his PDU-151 mode, ensured every preparation was perfect, alongside PDU-049 @polo-drone-049 and PDU-069 @polo-drone-069, whose precise coordination kept the players pumped and ready.

On the other side, Vanguard stood, their players poised and formidable. Known for their precision and elite mentality, they exuded confidence but carried the weight of their fragmented team dynamics.

The whistle blew, and the match began at a blistering pace. Vanguard’s discipline was on full display as Steele (#8) commanded the midfield, threading passes that tested Gold’s defense. But Zayed (#87) @zayed-gold87, unyielding as sweeper, quickly set the tone, intercepting Steele’s early attempts and rallying his team with calm efficiency.

In the 15th minute, Zayed anticipated a pass from Steele and launched a counterattack. Eddy (#73) @eddygold relayed the ball to Daniel (#16) @danielgold-16, whose quick decision-making split the defense with a through ball to Herc (#9) @goldenherc9. Herc surged forward and fired the opening goal past Reyes (#1), Vanguard’s keeper. 1-0, Gold.

Vanguard retaliated with a moment of individual brilliance. Vance (#10), their star forward, dazzled the crowd by weaving through Gold’s defense. His technical dribbles left two defenders in his wake before unleashing a low shot that left Brody (#11) with no chance. 1-1.

The second half began with relentless pressure from Vanguard. Steele and Drayton (#11) attempted to break Gold’s defensive rhythm, but Zayed and Henry (#70) @polo-drone-070 formed an impenetrable backline. In midfield, Eddy and Ambrose (#49) continued to control the game’s tempo, outmaneuvering Vanguard’s calculated plays.

In the 50th minute, Zayed cleared a dangerous cross from Drayton, sparking a counterattack. Herc received the ball and breezed past Lang (#4), Vanguard’s central defender, before slotting it neatly past Reyes. 2-1, Gold.

Vanguard refused to relent. Vance orchestrated another dangerous attack, slipping through two defenders. This time, however, Henry read the play perfectly, executing a clean, game-saving tackle that drew cheers from the crowd.

Minutes later, Vanguard equalized with a lightning-fast play. Steele launched a pinpoint pass to Drayton, who dribbled past Xavier (#39) @polo-drone-039 and made a perfect cross met by Crane (#19), the substitute. His header soared past Brody. 2-2.

Closing Moments: The Final Push

The match hung in the balance until the 75th minute when Ambrose intercepted a pass from Lang and delivered it to Ross (#79). Ross surged down the left flank, outpacing the defense and curling a shot into the top corner. The stadium erupted as the scoreboard flashed. 3-2, Gold.

Ezan (#1) nearly added another with a powerful shot from the edge of the box. Reyes, however, made an extraordinary save, leaping to tip the ball just over the bar, earning admiration even from Gold’s fans.

Gold sealed their victory in the 85th minute. Eddy intercepted a sloppy clearance from Crane and passed to Zayed, who charged forward with unexpected speed. His low cross met Daniel on the edge of the box, and Daniel’s thunderous strike rattled the net. 4-2, Gold.

Post-Match: Celebration of Unity

As the final whistle blew, the Gold Team erupted in celebration. Zayed and Eddy were hoisted onto their teammates’ shoulders, hailed as the match’s architects. Herc and Ross exchanged victorious grins, their contributions decisive in securing the win.

The Vanguard players, despite their individual brilliance, walked off solemnly. Their fragmented focus had been no match for Gold’s cohesion and teamwork. The scoreboard told the story: Gold Team 4, Vanguard 2.

In the stands, Milo and Chevy led the victory parade, with Grayden raising a golden shield to the cheers of the crowd. The night was a triumph not just of skill, but of unity—proving once again that the Gold Team’s strength lay in their bond, a force greater than the sum of their parts.

[polo-drone-070]

First Game, New Year: A Defender’s Thoughts - From Henry to 070

Herc (@goldenherc9) and Brody (@brodygold) just dropped da news at the end of trainin'—our first match of the year’s lined up. We’re facin’ da Vanguard. Proper tough bastards, init. Always think they’re da top shit, like they own the pitch. Nah, mate, not happenin’. Gold’s gonna dominate, no doubt. We ain't givin’ dem da high ground or nothin’.

Still in the locker room now, strippin’ off me kit, buzzin’ but tryin’ to keep me head straight. Dis match’s meant to be a friendly, but it don’t feel like it, ya know? Start of the year, rival team, and a chance to crush ‘em after all the beef from before? Gotta show up big. Gotta smash it.

I’m laughin’ a bit to meself as I pull me socks off. Fuckin’ hell, I’ve changed so much since dat final against the Titans back in October. If I was still Henry, I’d be a mess right now—stressed out, desperate to prove meself, lettin’ all da pressure get to me. But nah, dat ain’t me no more. Whenever me head starts goin’ mad, I think of da rubber polo, and it’s like… everything just quiets down. Disciplined, focused, controlled.

Don’t get me wrong, tho—I’m still super hyped to face a proper tough team. Love da game, init. I’m givin’ it 110% on the pitch, always. But now it ain’t about showin’ off or tryin’ to be the big man. Nah, it’s about da Team, not about me. I’m just one part of somethin’ bigger, and I’ll do whatever Cap needs, whether it’s defendin’, cheerin’, or even just sittin’ bench and backin’ me bros. Dat’s what matters. Team first, always.

As I finish gettin’ outta me gold kit, me thoughts drift back to dat mascot costume. Fuckin’ ‘ell, what a trip dat was. Grayden (@polo-drone-084) proper had me in it for a whole week last time—marinated in sweat, stink, and programming, bruv. Still feelin’ bouncy just thinkin’ ‘bout it. When he finally let me out, told me, like, I’d earned da mascot contest and me place as the fourth official mascot, I was buzzin’. Said I smashed it. Apparently, we swap out, so we can, like,  still play matches when we’re needed as players. Glad about that, coz I’d hate to never be on the pitch again. But still.. bein’ mascot’s proper lit. Gettin’ the fans goin’, liftin’ da energy? Fuckin’ class. Plus, I dunno what Grayden did, but it’s like he planted a trigger in me brain. One word and I’m full of chants and energy, like magic.

Grabbin’ me towel, I head to the showers. The memory of dat musky suit still fresh in me mind, mixin’ weirdly with the smell of soap now. As the water hits me, I rub the gold tattoo on me neck. Yeah… I’m not Henry no more. Dat name’s still on me jersey, but it don’t mean nothin’. I’ve been proper reborn as Maximus, bound to the Gold Team, learnin’ to put the Team first and to channel all me anger and frustration into somethin’ more focused, a drive to get better and stronger. That’s also when I got bounded to Percival… I mean Master Percival (@polo-drone-001)… just at the time he became player not hat I think of it. Fuckin’ ‘ell, I’ve never played a real match on the pitch with him, just trainin’. Would be sick if we both start against Vanguard. Him and Herc up front? Lethal.

Back in the locker room, I spot da rubber polo hangin’ there. Yeah… dat’s the biggest change in me, init. Cap Richard (@hypnogold) said it’d make me better, and fuck me, he weren’t wrong. I remember da mix of nerves and excitement when I first put it on, back when I still had doubts. I wanted to serve da Team so bad but was scared of losin’ meself. Well… dat’s a story for another day. But yeah, becomin’ 070? Intense don’t even cover it.  Like, a full-on hard reset of me brain. Maximus? Gone. Thinking? Nah, bruv. I weren’t even a person for a while, just pure, mindless bliss—obedient as anything. But even then, deep down, I still cared for me bros. That’s the thing, init. No matter how far gone I was, da Gold never let me stop feelin’ dat connection.

Real talk, tho… it’s the Gold what brought me back, yeah? But even now, deep down, I know I ain’t really Maximus anymore. That name’s just, like, a vibe I slip into when I’m chillin’ or bonding with da lads. My real identity? It’s 070. Proper drone, through and through. Maximus is like… I dunno, an echo of a subsumed identity manifested by the gold. A comfy one, sure, but it’s temporary.

Pullin' me gaze off da polo, I chuck me towel over the bench and keep dryin’ off, but me thoughts are stuck on it now . Fukkk, mate, dat shit’s too ‘ard for me dumb brain to figure. All I know is I only come out when da Gold’s got a grip on me, or if I’m ordered. Even when I feel like I’m in charge, one word from Drone-Cap and boom—programming kicks in, no questions, no thoughts. Just pure, automatic obedience, bruv. And it’s perfect. Mind-numbing bliss every time I get an order. Proper crave it, init.

And dat’s not all, mate. Even when I’m not wearin’ da polo, it’s still with me, like. The calm, the focus, the purpose—it’s always there, just lurkin’ under the surface. If I start feelin’ angry or lost or lonely or whatever, just thinkin’ about da polo gets me head straight again. Brings me back to what matters: servin’ da Gold. Every time I do somethin’ for da Team, it feels fuckin’ mint. Proper satisfying and, like, even physically pleasurable, ya know? Keeps me sharp, too. Makes me a better player, more in sync on da pitch.

As I glance around the locker room, I see Camden (@polo-drone-076) finish adjustin’ his polo, smoothin’ it out before chuckin’ his gold kit back in his locker. Can’t help but think about how far he’s come, bruv. Few weeks ago, lad was stressed out, all flustered after a rough session. But then he slapped his polo back on, and boom—sorted. He’s PDU-076 now, proper calm and smashing it. Makes me proud, bruv, knowin’ I played a part in gettin’ him there. 

Same with Duncan—PDU-061 (@polo-drone-061) now. Solid unit, dat one, and he’s gonna do his part to help us dominate, no doubt. Then there’s 073 (@polo-drone-073) —mentored him briefly when he was a drone. Dunno if he’ll step up as Eddy on da pitch or stick to supportin’ us pure drone-style. Guess we’ll see what he decides.

Oh, and I’ve just been given a new bro to mentor—Dallas (@dallasgold04). Lad’s got bare energy, proper pumped up to prove himself. Be wicked if he made regular in his first week, init?

As I put da rubber over me head, its embrace quietens the noise. All dem musing recedes as everything become clearer. 070’s mind is filled with purpose and focus. No personal musings remain. It is 070. A drone. A unit. A part of the Gold.

No direct orders for now. But 070 purpose guides it naturally : optimize itself, reinforce its fellow drones, support the Team in every way, and ensure the Gold shines brighter than all. Gold Team must dominate the next match. This truth fills 070 entirely.

Its body is fatigued from training but within acceptable parameters. It requires proper refueling to maintain peak performance. Purpose dictates action. 070 exits the locker room, every step efficient, every movement aligned with its directive. No hesitation. No distractions. Only pleasure in compliance.

The streets surrounding the stadium are dimly lit but hold no distractions. As 070 approaches the nutrition center, it encounters PDU-110 (@polo-drone-110) and takes immediate pleasure in observing their identical uniforms and demeanor.  Uniformity is order. Individuality is flawed. It must be erased.

070 greet 110 with a nod, perfectly mirrored by 110. Synchronized and wordless, they proceed to refuel their bodies. This interaction reinforce these drone’s unity. A connection beyond word, rooted in the programming that defines them. After consuming a perfectly balanced meal, optimized for their physical requirements, 070 and PDU-110 proceed to a shared mental training session. The process is effortless, as if guided by a collective instinct. Together, they enter a deep drone state—a state of pure, mindless obedience. The world fades away, leaving only unity. Only bliss.

In this state, there are no doubts, no conflicts. Only programming. Only purpose. Their pliable minds absorb the reinforcement, every thought overwritten by the desire to serve. Identical uniforms. Uniform minds. Uniform bodies. Uniform beliefs. This is perfection.

070 craves this state—the void, the emptiness, the blissful absence of individuality. Nothing interferes. No stray thought disrupts the unity. It wishes this could last forever, this pure, unbroken obedience. Here, it truly belongs.

As the session ends, 070 and PDU-110 return to their tasks. The bliss of the drone state lingers, like a faint hum in 070’s mind, guiding it forward. It will soon be ready for recharcing, but before that, analysis of its objectives begins.

Gold must win. This is certain. To achieve this, 070 must ensure peak performance in every area—its own training, its synchronization with teammates, and the readiness of others. Its mind evaluates potential roles. On the pitch, it could contribute directly, reinforcing defensive lines or assisting the attack. However, its skills as a mascot—leading the fans, uplifting the team—might provide even greater value.

PDU-110 is noted as a potential ally for strategic analysis. Its observational abilities, enhanced by the polo’s focus, could provide critical insights into Vanguard’s tactics. The opponents’ strengths, weaknesses, and patterns must be studied. This will require consultation with Caps and Grayden tomorrow to determine where 070’s contribution will be most impactful. Whether as a player or mascot, it will comply completely.

But for now, the body requires attention. Recharging is the immediate priority. Entering its pod, 070 allows itself to sink back into the void. As its systems power down, it feels nothing but satisfaction. Obedience. Bliss. It is perfect. It is Gold.

Wishing a happy new year to all my Gold bros ! You made the end of 2024 perfect and 2025 only going to be better.

[starakex]

Here's Boba! My Son the Pooltoy with a Future Space Job. Pretty proud on the shading on this one 'cause I was not confident on whether or not I could render shiny rubber whoops

More info under cut!

Boba is an Autonomous Inter-Dimensional Rescue Unit (AIRU), a type of synthetic creature primarily produced to find missing persons in remote locations, most often to retrieve those lost in wormholes. AIRUs have begun branching out to other job types since, like basic gruntwork in dangerous locations, but their original purpose remains rescue.

AIRUs are usually assigned to small crews (whether in large corporations or small businesses working with investigators) for maintenance and other communications support during missions, and given artificial sentience in order to be self-sufficient on the field; as a result, most AIRUs end up quickly becoming fully-fledged individuals within their team as they gather living experience. Highly modular, Boba is adapted to harsh environments with a tough, rubber skin, a light endoskeleton, and a multi-purpose slime generator within the unit that congeals into large, sticky orbs that can be used to slow down aggressive creatures or provide traction in slippery terrain. Like most AIRUs, he is also equipped with a rudimentary voice module.

Boba's team named him since Unit B-084 was a bit of a mouthful. Since they're independent contractors and don't have as many standards to follow, they also ended up customizing him quite a bit to make him look a little less intimidating to the missing people he is sent out to find. Boba cares deeply about his support team in return, but he prefers to spend most of his free time exploring the universe in solitude and experiencing as many new things as possible. His favorite location is the vast expanses of the poolrooms, though he likes floating in deep space almost just as much. Thanks to his work, Boba has also developed a strong sense of compassion, and will happily do smalls tasks to help anyone he meets (for free, much to his team's chagrin)

[goldenherc9]

A Golden Christmas Carol - The Epilogue

The Boxing Day Match

Previous chapters: Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6

On the frosty Boxing Day evening, two days after the Christmas party, a packed stadium roared as The Golden Army, led by their charismatic captain and striker, Scott #9, who has come back with strength, determination, a fire in his heart that has been hugely lit by his gold and polo-drone brothers, clashed with their fierce rivals, The Red Tornados. The air crackled with anticipation under the glowing floodlights.

The match began with both teams fiercely battling for dominance. The Red Tornados, known for their relentless speed, unleashed wave after wave of attacks. But The Golden Army’s defense held firm, with Captain Hercules urging his team to stay resolute.

In the 43rd minute, the breakthrough came. Hercules intercepted a midfield pass, his golden jersey glinting under the lights. With unmatched skill, he weaved through defenders, launching a thunderous shot that sailed into the top corner. The stadium erupted as The Golden Army surged ahead.

In the second half, The Red Tornados pushed for an equalizer, their star forward coming close. But the Golden Army’s goalkeeper made a stunning save, keeping their hopes alive.

In the dying moments, Hercules led a counterattack, assisting his teammate for a second goal. The whistle blew, sealing a 2-0 victory for The Golden Army. Captain Hercules raised his arms triumphantly as fans chanted his name—a hero on a golden night.

This epilogue to A Golden Christmas Carol, is my homage to a great team of brothers who have done a wonderful 6 parter for me to show how much I truly am cared and appreciated for so here for you guys my contribution.

Thank you ever so much bros @brodygold @polo-drone-001 @danielgold-16 @polo-drone-110 @polo-drone-084 and @polo-drone-070

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball Super 084

It’s Kriller Time.

Here’s a cute shot of Krillin doing his day job.  There’s other stills from this episode, but you can’t beat this one of him helping a cat out of a tree. 

So last time, Goku and Gohan agreed to recruit Krillin, Android 18, and Android 17 for their team.  They approach K18 and lay out the Tournament of Power, minus the whole “losing universes will get erased thing.”

Krillin’s skeptical because he just got back into martial arts, and an event like this sounds like it’d be way out of his league, but 18 tells him to do it, if only to justify the home gym he just bought.  If he’s not going to participate in wild stuff like this, then what was the point?

But 18 refuses to join the team herself, because there’s no money in it.  So Goku makes up a whole thing about the winning team getting 10 million zeni.  That’s only 1 million when you split it ten ways, though.  Oh, then it’s 10 million per person.  Honest. 

I gotta say, all these characters look gorgeous in this episode.  Awesome stuff.

I mean look at this close-up of 18!  Bellissimo!

18 is suspicious, but she can’t turn down 10 million zeni.  So they’re both in, except Gohan wants to test Krillin out first.

So they fly out to some islands that they can use as a ring, and spar there.  Meanwhile, 18 grills Goku about that prize.  He swears it’s 100 million zeni.  Wait, you said 10 million before.  Uh.... uh...

Krillin vs. Gohan goes pretty much how you’d expect, but Krillin breaks away and flies between Gohan and the sun, then busts out his new technique: 100x Solar Flare! 

It’s so intense that Gohan can’t even sense Krillin’s ki energy, allowing Krillin to slip behind him and knock him off the island. 

So Krillin passes the audition, and now Goku wants a turn, so they change venues to...

THE SATAN BUILDING

I can’t really do this fight justice, but I’ll try to describe it.  Krillin unloads on Goku, firing lots of ki blasts and Destructo Discs.  Goku can dodge them all, but it leaves him vulnerable. 

Krillin goes in for a punch, and while Goku blocks it, when he lowers his arms he finds Krillin has hidden himself.

And while he does find Krillin and manages to flush him out, he played right into Krillin’s hands.  Because not all of those Destructo Discs were aimed at Goku.  He used one to cut a hole in the helipad they’ve been fighting on, and when Goku moves into position, it gives way underneath him. 

So Goku powers up to Super Saiyan Blue...

And Krillin doesn’t back down.  Because Krillin has big brass balls. 

What’s better than this?  Guys bein’ dudes.

So Krillin holds out pretty impressively, but 18 knows he’s bitten off more than he can chew.  But in the Tournament of Power, he wouldn’t be fighting alone, so 18 jumps in to make the save, and kicks Goku’s blast away. 

They agree to double-team Goku to continue the match, or he can bring in Gohan if he wants to even things up.  But instead Goku stops it there, and admits that he learned something from this.  He hadn’t considered the teamwork angle of this, and that might have cost him dearly if he’d gone into the Tournament without that in mind.

But since he stopped the match, Marron concludes that this makes her parents the winners.  Goku’s like “Now hold on a minute!”   You’re not fooling anyone here, Goku.  You’re a loser.  The little kid said so, and they know what’s up.

Oh, right, and Goku asks 18 where he can find 17.  All she knows is that he’s working at an animal sanctuary, but he never said where it was, and she never asked. 

Anyway, this episode ruled.  I’ve said a lot of uncharitable things about this stretch between Zamasu’s death an the actual start of the Tournament of power, and I do stand by it, but there are some good episodes in all of this.  I just find many of them to be pointless, as they advertise an event I was already sold on way back in 2013, when Beerus first told Goku that there were 12 universes.  You don’t have to do a four episode saga about the search for 17.  Goku could just look him up in the Yellow Pages. 

But I am glad that they made good use of the characters in this one.  If we’re going to have a long stretch like this, at least some good stuff came out of it.