PDU-021

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:

@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

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

Others in Management:

@danielgold-16

The afternoon sun scorched the football field, shimmering across the golden team jerseys as drills pounded on. Among the players sprinting down the right wing was Percy, pushing his body to exhaustion in the daily training session. Every heartbeat hammered with loyalty to the Golden Army, but something inside Percy craved something deeper, something he could not yet name.

Every day Percival, known off the field as PDU-001, dominated the pitch, his form flawless, his body tight in shining black rubber when training concluded. Percy’s eyes always wandered, always lingered on 001’s frame. The perfection of the black and gold polo hugging 001’s chest. The rigid posture. The soulless calmness. Percy knew that was what he needed. He needed to be less, to be property.

After training, Percy could not resist any longer. His legs shook as he approached 001 by the locker room. Sweat dripped from his forehead, nerves tangled inside his chest, but he spoke with breathless urgency.

"It... it needs this," Percy whispered, voice cracking, forgetting even to say "I." "Percival, sir, this one... this one begs to be converted... to be like you... to serve as Polo Drone property."

001’s head tilted slightly, black eyes gleaming behind a matte black mask. It said nothing at first. Only reached into its locker. Only withdrew a folded, gleaming black Fred Perry polo, the golden PDU-001 insignia stitched across the chest.

The moment the fabric brushed Percy's trembling hands, everything inside him crumbled.

A shudder ran through his body, deep and helpless. His thoughts drowned under the sensation of rubber against skin. His legs weakened, his mouth hung open. His breath stuttered.

"This is not for you to wear yet," 001 said with mechanical finality. "This is for you to become."

And then, appearing silently behind him, came PDU-021. Silent. Powerful. Another agent of conversion. His hands, cold and precise, seized Percy’s wrists. His strength was overwhelming. No fight remained. Only obedience.

021 draped a fresh drone polo, rubbery black and gold, over Percy’s shoulders. The moment it touched his sweaty skin, it felt alive. It gripped him, crawled across his chest, tightening around his frame, replacing him.

Percy gasped, a final flicker of self-awareness crackling and dying. His spine straightened. His mind emptied. The last words he heard before his consciousness evaporated into the Hive were spoken by 001 in that flat, final voice:

You are no longer Percy. You are no longer a man. You are Polo Drone property.

The fabric sealed against his chest. His muscles bulged slightly under the firm compression of the uniform. His mouth opened and a single phrase spilled out without resistance:

"This unit belongs to Polo Drone Hive. It obeys. It serves. It has no self."

PDU-021 tightened the final buttons at his collar. 001 placed a matte black mask upon his lower face. He was sealed. He was erased. He was reborn.

From the football field to the Hive. From flesh to drone. From Percy to Polo Drone property.

Forever. @polo-drone-021