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Unity Re-Education

Even the most loyal of brothers have traces and remnants of their past selves within them. For this reason, daily re-education is mandatory for all Unity brothers. And the best method is through group instruction. To sit in a room with your fellow brothers for hours on end creates a collective bond where one sees himself as instrumental in the alignment of all brothers.

Unity instructors are tasked with designing exercises that discourage critical thinking and encourage collective action. Brothers are made to recite mantras and pledges, memorize excerpts of the Unity Protocol, or obey simple commands without hesitation. By learning in a group setting, resistance is lower and the feeling of satisfaction that comes from fitting in is enhanced.

Troy and Ryan Join Unity

It was love at first sight between Troy and Ryan. The two worked as models, auditioning by day and partying by night. While the attraction between the two was natural, the tension was fed by their fast lifestyle. Regular drug use hampered communication. Their open-relationship was more about keeping secrets. The two wanted so much to stay together, but both knew something had to change.

One day, the two heard about a modeling audition for a group called Unity. Apparently they needed some models to pose for a new billboard to promote the organization. The audition specifically called for a gay couple, the Ryan and Troy figured it was a perfect fit.

When the two arrived at the audition, they were a bit taken aback by the casting agents: three well-groomed men wearing uniform coveralls over a shirt and tie. Rather than look at headshots, the casting agents asked about the couple's hopes and dreams together. Neither boyfriend knew why, but they opened up about the poor communication keeping their relationship from going to the next level. All throughout, the casting agents showed compassion. Finally, the audition ended and Ryan and Troy got the job.

The two were told to report to the local Unity Center for the photoshoot. The pair were given Unity uniforms to wear for the shoot. Troy was assigned the number 38591 and Ryan's coveralls read 12460. Ryan had to admit he found Troy quite dashing in the uniform. He enjoyed getting to do things with a man he considered his partner. Troy felt the same, and he thought to himself that they should match more often.

The photographer was yet another man in the coveralls, a brother of Unity as Troy and Ryan learned. The ad in question was to promote the Unity brotherhood as a place where gay couples can find a new level of closeness. The photographer told the couple to focus on embodying Order, Discipline, and Clarity. The more he told them of Unity, the more natural the shoot felt. It was like they were true blue brothers already.

At a certain point, the photographer stopped calling them Troy and Ryan, instead directing them by the designations on their coveralls. Troy and Ryan hardly seemed to notice; the designations honestly felt more like themselves anyway. The two even started shouting "Hail Unity" after the photographer got each shot.

At the shoot's conclusion, it was hardly even a question whether the two would doff the uniform. 38591 and 12460 stayed at the Unity Center, ready to join their fellow brothers for the evening re-education session. The couple had never felt so in sync. In Unity, they could be honest and held accountable for it. As brothers they loved each more than ever. And now they would help other gay couples find the same alignment.

Hail Unity!

A New Campus Order

"Bro, even the professor was wearing the coveralls. It was so cool, literally everyone looked the same!"

Brother 43355 had just joined Unity alongside his friends and roommates. They were just the most recent recruits on campus following a huge demonstration of Unity brothers. Joining Unity was the coolest thing in campus.

"It's amazing we can all come together like this. I feel so empowered, yet submissive at the same time," replied 19845.

"Improper pronoun use, brother," corrected 62115. "Unity brothers must refrain from 1st-person pronoun use and instead use our designations of "this brother"".

"Apologies, brother and thank you for the correction. This brother feels so empowered and yet submissive," repeated 19845.

"43355 never thought he'd see the day when he willingly chose to wear a uniform! And certainly not coveralls over a shirt and tie!" 43355 laughed.

62115 interrupted suddenly, "Brothers! it is almost time for the evening pledge. We should get to our muster stations. Hail Unity!"

The others sprang to their feet, "Hail Unity!"

The three friends turned brothers exited the dorm joining a stream of uniformed brothers outside for the pledge. The whole campus was undergoing a transformation. One that would unite every man on campus.

Unity: The Tabletop-RPG

"Guys, we gotta play this new system! I heard it is going crazy online and getting amazing reviews," Quentin as always gung-ho about a new tabletop game. It of course started with DnD, then he shifted to Pathfinder, and now he was always on the lookout for the next thing. He loved learning new systems and rules. His friends, however, just liked having time to hang out together.

"This one isn't take two sessions just to explain the rules, is it?" asked James.

"Yeah, when do we get to kill some monsters?" Terry added with a smirk.

"Not that kind of game, guys. This one is more social-based yet still has robust rules for role-playing and gameplay," Quentin said flipping through the rulebook. It featured a number of men all wearing a uniform: shirt and tie under navy blue coveralls.

"We play as Brothers of Unity who seek to improve their communities and build a brighter future. Each cycle you receive labor assignments and you have to work together to complete them and help spread Unity throughout the city."

"Sounds cool, I guess. Like a town-building simulator, but our characters are like super-janitors?" Josh laughed, but the guys found themselves having fun.

The next session, Quentin arrived wearing the Unity uniform.

"I was researching the game online and found out you can order a real-life uniform! Figured it would be fun to wear as we play!"

"Dude, you always go all out for nerdy stuff like this!" said Josh, with a laugh.

"Like you're not a nerd too for playing all these games," Terry joked back. "Should we call you Quentin or by your Unity designation?"

"Well, once we get playing we should stick to our character names, and by that I mean our Unity designations," Quentin responded. "It helps with the immersion anyway."

The five guys played another session. In this one, they helped repair an abandoned city park and gained enough Core Value Points (CVP) to raise their city's Unity Level.

"So now we get access to more Labor Assignments, right?" asked James with an eager smile. James loved the role-play aspect of games and loved getting to increase his the brotherhood's CVP.

"I like how we all work together. I haven't seen a system where we don't have individual character sheets but instead share a single purpose!"

"You guys want to go late, tonight? Because if you complete another Marching Drill you can increase your Discipline stat."

By the next week's session, the whole crew pulled up in the Unity uniform coveralls.

"No way, you too, Josh! I thought you said these were janitor suits," remarked Terry, playfully.

"Maybe, but this brother is also a proud brother of Unity! And please, use this brother's designation, 67551," responded Josh, now going by 67551.

"Affirmative, 67551. Hail Unity!" Terry, now bearing the designation 23514, put his hand to his chest as said that.

"Hail Unity!" responded the other brothers.

As their session began, the brothers were fully immersed. They had all been reading the rules for game, and had fully embraced the Unity Protocol. They spoke like true Unity brothers, any individualistic speech patterns were being smoothed out. It's like they truly shared one purpose. Their city's Unity level was increasing and they finally were at a high enough level to open a second Unity Center. Unity was expanding and the brothers realized they had to expand it beyond the game as well.

The brothers set up a table at the local game store to promote Unity. They told interested players about the role of teamwork and cooperation and how it brought them together as players and as brothers.

"So do we need the jumpsuits to play too?" asked a curious young man.

87621 responded, "The uniform is not required to play, but it is encouraged. In a system where cooperation is key, it helps to visually unite with your brothers."

The young man's friend laughed and said, "C'mon Derek, we should get it. It looks cool plus I always kind of wanted a uniform."

By the end of the month, the gaming store had transformed on each Saturday into a Unity Center. Six groups of brothers would come in uniform to play Unity. But the role-playing went beyond just a game. After their sessions, the brothers spoke about how to expand Unity throughout the community and raise their real-life Unity level. The brothers all pledged to serve Unity and obey the Unity Protocol in all aspects of their life.

The game then became a form of training and re-education. They decided it was the perfect recruitment tool and planned to showcase it other gaming stores. Unity was just beginning.

Better in Uniform

Unity offers complimentary coveralls to business that adopt the Unity model. Male employees are encouraged and incentivized to wear the Unity uniform during the work day and in return receive access to free seminars with Unity leaders.

The program is a win for everyone. Business report increased productivity and employee satisfaction among those who wear the coveralls. Employees report a stronger sense of purpose and self-confidence, with the seminars helping them realize more community-based goals. And lastly Unity gains more members. More members to spread the movement and bring positive change to all men who are willing accept more discipline and structure into their lives.

The First Step

Elijah had spent the last hour or so scrolling through social media. Every where he looked, it seemed like another man had joined the new movement called brotherhood. Old friends from high school, distant cousins, and even it seemed some prominent influencers had abandoned their old identities to be go by designation numbers and wear uniform coveralls all the time. Elijah had expected to be horrified by this, but instead was fascinated. He couldn't stop reading stories of young men like him who had chosen a life of purpose and direction. Deep down, Elijah knew that Unity offered what he needed: a place to belong.

Then why was he unable to take the first step and reach out to a brother? The question swirled in Elijah's head day and night. He worried if maybe he wasn't disciplined enough, or that Unity might reject him. He feared that he just simply wasn't good enough to become a brother like everyone else. So for another night, Elijah headed to bed, lost and alone in a world he felt more and more unprepared to face.

The next day as Elijah was walking to work, he passed two Unity brothers. It was impossible to miss a Unity brother: they always wore navy blue coveralls over a white shirt and black tie. On their coveralls they wore the name of their brotherhood, UNITY, and their designations (numbers that had replaced their birth names).

One of the brother smiled as Elijah walked by as the other one extended a hand, "Hello friend! Have you heard about the Unity brotherhood? If you would like, we would love to have a conversation about order, discipline, and clarity."

Elijah was pained. He yearned to tell them how he knew all about them; how he had read over their protocol half a dozen times; how had even whispered their pledge to himself just last night. As the friendly brothers kept their hands outstretched, Elijah struggled with what to say. A few seconds felt like eternity, before Elijah nervously took the brother's hand.

"I, uh, yeah, I've, um, heard about you guys I guess," Elijah stammered. He was so nervous to talk with actual brothers. His eyes avoided theirs and stared straight at their coveralls. Elijah didn't think he would ever get so close to an actual uniform. He kept imaging himself in one, standing and smiling beside these brothers.

The brothers introduced themselves as 50783 and 81791. Elijah felt almost embarrassed when he introduced himself with his birth name. How he wanted a designation so badly! His face turned flush and he averted his gaze downwards.

50783 placed a hand on Elijah's shoulder as he leaned down to find the young man's gaze. His words were soft yet sincere as he said, "It's okay, friend. Unity is here for you. It's where you belong. We want you to become the brother you already are inside."

With these kind words, Elijah's shell was cracked. He looked 50783 square in the eyes, tears welling up in his face, as he said, "Please, brother! Unity is the future and I want to help it become stronger. I pledge to wear the uniform with purpose and work everyday to serve my community. I want to become a brother so badly!"

Both brothers put their arms around Elijah's shoulder. As they lead the young man to the local Unity Center, 81791 turned to Elijah, "I'm proud of you. The first step is always the hardest part. Admitting that the person you are is not your full potential is scary. But the scary part is behind you. Now you only have Unity to look forward to."

Elijah, now 32212, is surrounded by his Unity brothers. He has moved to the Unity Center to devote all aspects of his life to the brotherhood that welcomed him with open arms. Each morning when he dons his uniform coveralls, he smiles at the designation on his chest, proud to hav become the man he had always knew lived inside him. The first step was indeed the hardest part, but every step after was in step with his brothers.

A Unity Brother's Closet

For Unity brother, clothing serves two purposes: practicality and identity. The Unity uniform is the key identifier between brothers and non-brothers alike. Our uniform blends white-collar and blue-collar clothing to create a uniform that is truly for all men.

A Unity brother must keep his closet neat and organized. This reflects our core value of Order. If the first thing a brother sees in the morning is a disorganized closet, the rest of his day will be disorganized.

Unity brothers will have the following uniform components:

5-7 pairs of navy blue coveralls with UNITY and designation on chest

5-7 white button-up dress shirts

3-4 plain black ties

10-12 white tank-top undershirts with UNITY across chest

10-12 pairs of white briefs marked with UNITY in the waistband

10-12 pairs of white tube socks

black rubber steel-toe boots

black work boots

black dress shoes

Laundering and maintenance of uniform components must comply with regulated schedules. No uniform component should go more than one week without being laundered. Rips and tears must be repaired or replaced without 24 hours.

No brother may be seen out of uniform, except in designated areas for hygienic, medical, or security purposes.

Our uniform is our armor, brothers. Without a uniform, our brotherhood cannot exist. Wear it with pride and purpose.

Embracing Conformity

Jeremy almost couldn't believe his eyes when he saw the new advertisement at the bus stop. This Unity movement seemed to be growing, and he didn't know how to feel about it. He had seen them, the Unity brothers, showing up in more places. They were cleaning sidewalks, picking up donations, and offering helping hands to anyone who looked like they needed it. That didn't give Jeremy pause; it was the uniforms. Every one of these Unity brothers wore the same blue coveralls with UNITY on their chest alongside a number which had become their new identity. Jeremy could remember the day his coworker first came in uniform and asked to be called 67283.

Now he would see this advertisment every morning and every afternoon on his commute. The slogan disturbed him "Embrace Conformity". Jeremy was an individual and proud of it! He took pride in bucking the system and being his own man. Sure, it pissed a lot of people off. He had lost friends, but Jeremy knew he could rely on himself. "Conformity" seemed like hell to a guy like Jeremy. To wear a uniform everyday, to go by a number, and to love it like those Unity guys seemed simply terrible.

Weeks go by, and Jeremy is forced to stare at that poster every day. All the while, he sees more and more men conforming to Unity. He can't believe how happy they look to have become obedient workers to Unity. Some of his friends had joined Unity too. They kept telling Jeremy how happy he would be if he joined them. They shared how fulfilled the felt and how they lived with such purpose. Jeremy couldn't help but think they were deluded.

Another month goes by, and Jeremy never felt more alone. He saw brothers sharing meals in the restaurant on the corner, going for a group run in the park, or working together throughout the city. One day at the bus stop, in front of that poster of strong brothers, Jeremy caught his reflection in the bus' window. He looked miserable and lonely. It seemed no one was left that dressed like him, and while that would've once filled him with pride, he couldn't help but feel he was missing out. Missing out on what every else had figured out. Missing out on the good every one was doing. Missing out on Unity.

Polishing the Shine

59145 smiled as he went about his work. One brother after another was waiting to receive his services. 59145 was the finest shoe-shiner in his Unity Center and he had been so fortunate to have been assigned shoe-shine duty again.

"Hail Unity, brother," he greeted his next brother, 24675.

"Hail Unity, 59145," 24675 responded. "It is an honor so serve Unity each day."

"Affirmative, brother. This brother lives only to ensure we are in alignment with Unity Core Values."

59145 got to work. The scent of the shine was intoxicating. It reminded him that every sense belonged to Unity. Every brother wore the same uniform, spoke the same way, marched in perfect sync. Every aspect of their lives controlled down to the scent of their dress shoes.

"Order brings us peace," 59145 spoke as he shined 24675's dress shoes. "When we all wear the same uniforms, from our head to our shoes, there is no division or strife."

The brother matched each stroke of the brush with identical measure and rhythm. Every movement was a way to shove complete submission to the brotherhood that guided his life.

"Discipline gives us purpose. A set of rules and expectations to guide us in everything we do. There is no more room for doubt or insecurity. We obey because it helps all brothers."

24675 nodded. It felt good to hear his brother's words of devotion, for he felt exactly the same way.

"And Clarity is what we all seek. Unity is the only path to tread. Everything from our past was lies. Individual desires are destructive, only collective identity brings happiness."

59145 looked at his completed work. In the shine of his brother's black dress shoes, he could see his reflection, the word UNITY shining on his coveralls. He had seen the same reflection in every single shoe he had shined that. It was like a part of him was with every brother. 59145 felt a warmth in his chest knowing that was keeping the brotherhood aligned.

"Hail Unity, 59145!" said 24675, admiring his brother's work.

"Hail Unity!" the brother on his knees responded with a fist to his chest, before the next brother stepped up. 59145 looked down the line and saw each brother wearing the exact same dress shoes, even the exact same as he was wearing. Every one of them was the same. Every one of them had purpose. Every one of them served a greater whole. And 59145 got back to work to keep them all shining.

Quieting the Noise

Ben and Dennis always followed the newest fads. When a new iPhone came out, Ben had to be first in line. Whatever TV show was talked about online, Dennis made sure to post about it. Staying current was all they ever worried about, but it meant they had no true basis to their identity. Everything was just noise to grab attention.

When the two friends first caught wind of Unity, they started posting about it right away. "Comment below if you think we should join Unity! 100 Likes and we'll visit a Unity Center!" Pure engagement bait but not real intention. But sensing an opportunity to go viral, the guys visited their local Unity Center. Inside they found other guys like them, influencers looking for the next big thing. They sat in a lecture by a Unity brother, who shared how Order, Discipline, and Clarity brought new meaning to his life.

Ben and Dennis could not feel more embarrassed during this speech. Everything the Unity brother had found, the two friends didn't have. They had no Order to their life as they just hopped to new trends. They had no Discipline because they never maintained consistency in their interests. And they certainly had no Clarity to their lives. By the end of the speech, the influencers were asked if they wished to further their re-education. Ben and Dennis were to first to raise their hands.

By the end of the day, they had emerged as the newest batch of Unity brothers. Ben, now called 63345, and Dennis, now called 67345, considered posting this update online, but as 63345 reached for his phone, he stopped. This was different than the other fads. Unity had so much to offer, that he did not want to sully it for a few likes. He wanted to change himself. He looked to 67345 who simply nodded. The men handed their phones over to be destroyed as remnants of their past selves. The noise was gone.

Job Fair

It was Nathan's third job fair in two weeks. Hundreds of applications filled out and the only responses were to say the position had been filled. Since being let go in a wave of mass layoffs, Nathan had never felt so directionless. He thought he had done everything right: get good grades, graduate early, and get a steady job in tech. But still everything went south so quick.

As he made his way around the convention hall, he was feeling hopeless. Most of the booths were places he had already applied to and been rejected from. He was just about ready to call it quits and leave when a booth caught his eye. It was a simple table with a blue banner behind it reading UNITY. Standing at the table where two men, about Nathan's age, wearing uniform coveralls over a shirt and tie.

Well, I'm not above janitorial work, thought Nathan, as he shrugged and approached.

"Hello, friend," said one of the men, his patch reading 11482. "Care to learn more about Unity?"

Nathan nodded and said, "Yeah, sure, why not?"

The two uniformed men looked at each other and then back to Nathan, "You've been missing something, haven't you? More than just a job," said 11482.

There was a tenderness in the man's voice that let Nathan's guard down. Normally he was wary to overshare with these recruiter-types, but Nathan felt like he could trust these guys for some reason.

"It's just that, well, I feel like the world let me down. I was told if I do all these things, I would be set for life. But after years or hard work, I am back at square one."

11482's companion reached his hand across the table to Nathan's shoulder.

"We've all been there. We were both like you not long ago. Lost, disappointed, feeling betrayed. But then Unity found us."

He handed Nathan a pamphlet. Nathan glanced inside. He saw photos of brothers in uniform, details of discipline, and a path to reclaiming purpose in life. It felt like a weird dream, but Nathan did not want to wake up. If anything, he wanted to sink in deeper.

For the next hour, Nathan asked question after question to learn more about Unity. He learned about the Core Values, the power of their designation, the dangers of individualism. All of it made so much sense and cut through the disappointment he had felt since the layoffs.

"We're having an orientation for prospective brothers tomorrow morning," said 11482. "This brother would be happy to have you there."

Nathan smiled, "Yeah. Count me in. I'll be there."

The two brothers smiled back before placing their fists to their chests, "Hail Unity!"

Like an instinct, Nathan straightened his posture and mimicked the salute. It felt powerful and purposeful, like he was always meant to do it.

A Day in the Life of Unity Brothers

51304 and 89276 are assigned companion brothers. In order to keep one another accountable, Unity brothers are never to be alone, but instead in constant contact with their assigned companion brother. They begin day at the Morning Assembly where labor assignments are given out and the Unity Pledge is recited.

After Assembly, the brothers are to report for re-education. They spend two hours listening to a Unity instructor elucidate the core values. They are made to repeat the cycle's mantra: CLARITY through DISCIPLINE. ORDER through OBEDIENCE. The brothers let these words guide them through the rest of their day.

51304 and 89276 have been assigned factory labor. They work an 8 hour shift performing quality assurance inspections on computer components which will be used at Unity Centers nationwide. Conversation during the labor cycle is kept strictly to task-related topics with not a word wasted on unaligned "small-talk".

The afternoon is spent in a local park on recruitment detail. The brothers find strong purpose in speaking with young men their own age, and helping them understand Unity's purpose. While they successfully recruit a few men, others they convince to wear a UNITY badge to show support for the brotherhood. 51304 and 89276 consider this a success, knowing that normalizing any kind of submission to Unity will bring these men into the brotherhood sooner rather than later.

Following the Evening Assembly, the brothers return to their shared dorm for re-education review. They complete their review in complete silence, working diligently to ensure they support each other and all brothers. Ending the day with re-education reminds them that their work is never done and no brother is perfect, only Unity is. As the curfew alarm sounds, the brothers change out of their coveralls for the day and crawl into bed. They exchange only a fraternal "Hail Unity" before the lights are turned off. Another day of alignment completed and another day of purpose awaits them.

Zipped in Peace

Unity is not just an organization. When a brother puts on his uniform with UNITY stitched across the chest beside a five-digit designation, he ceases to be an individual. He becomes part of something larger. While that may seem intimidating, brothers manage to find discipline, order, and clarity in such a structure.  

For brothers like 73546, that realization brought peace. He arrived at Unity burdened by anxiety. The world outside the Unity Center had worn him down: his job, his finances, even the hobbies that once brought him joy had begun to feel like obligations. Everywhere he turned, something demanded more from him.

Unity promised release. At first, he didn’t believe it. During the re-education seminar, he found himself questioning everything. How could a group of men dressed in identical coveralls offer discipline, order, and clarity? And yet, he noticed something he couldn’t ignore. Not one of them looked distressed. Not one seemed uncertain. Every brother carried himself with quiet pride.

So 73546 stayed. Alongside the other recruits, he stepped forward to be fitted for his uniform. The moment the coveralls settled onto his shoulders, something shifted. As he pulled the zipper upward, a strange calm followed that felt steady and undeniable.

By the time the zipper reached its peak, the noise in his mind had quieted. For the first time in a long while, he felt at peace. He looked around. Every man was dressed the same. All standing the same: certain. In that moment, he understood.

On Your Knees in Service

56012 and 56013 had joined Unity together. They were roommates, fresh out of college and neither one was able to find steady work. Eventually they had to take jobs cleaning toilets and floors at the very college they had graduated from. They were humiliated and hopeless, that was until they found Unity. A pair of brothers offered them a chance at purpose. The two roommates figured they had nothing to lose and attended an orientation meeting.

Now as brothers they find themselves doing the same labor as before, but now they feel a purpose in it. When they clean windows, they are making Unity approachable for all. When they clean a bathroom, they feel proud to provide a hygienic environment for all brothers. Here they are scrubbing the floor of the Assembly Hall. They toil here so that every morning brothers can line up together. Without the work of 56012 and 56013, Unity would not begin each day the same.