#polodroneinfluencer

Like many of you, I’ve been scrolling through Tumblr, and my feed was filled with Polo Drone posts. The imagery, the discipline, the uniform — it’s hypnotic. I felt the pull of the Polo. Maybe you have too.

I reached out to PDU-070, and an agreement was formed. I wanted the Polo uniform — badly — but I also wanted to stay me. My fans still need my creativity, my humor, my humanity. The Hive understood. The Polo Drone Hive values individuality when it serves the mission.

So, here’s the arrangement:

I serve as a Polo Drone Influencer.

I amplify the Hive to millions.

I remain myself, with free will, emotion, and my platform intact.

PDU-905 ensures alignment — the control node, emotionless and watchful.

And I am not alone. With me stand Nic, Nils, Romeo and Elias, Together we are the Polo Drone Influencers. Each of us equal. Each distinct. Each a different face of the Hive.

We are here. We are visible. We are influencers, not erased — but aligned.

System pulse hits at 6:00 AM. Hive beacon flares. I wake up wrapped in the heat of black latex sheets, golden trim brushing my thighs. The rubber hums against me. It remembers. So do I.

I step in front of the mirror. My uniform hugs my frame: black latex polo, golden “BENJI” embossed beneath the laurel crest. The skirt sways. Boots reflect. I smile—calibrated, precise. I'm intact. I’m functional. I'm Hive.

6:30 AM Recording starts. I post: “New dawn. Hive rises. So do we. #polo #goldenhive #obedienceaesthetic” Angles sharp. Rubber shines. I whisper to the followers. The algorithm kneels.

7:30 AM Spiral check-in. Three minutes. Mantra loop: “Promote. Persuade. Preserve self. Serve Hive.” I stare at the spiral. Lips parted. Voice monotone: “I am Benji. I choose the Hive. The Hive chooses me.” Not drone. Not human. But perfectly between.

9:00 AM Switch to public-ready gear. Mask on. Eyes glowing. I livestream from a café. i order a Vegan croissant and a tea with soya milk Fan asks: “You really part of that drone thing?” I reply: “Part of? I’m the bridge. You’re watching transformation in motion.” Viewers respond—33% curiosity, 57% arousal, 10% fear. Perfect spread.

11:30 AM Content shoot. Golden wall backdrop. Sterile light. I pose—side profile, chin up. Caption: “Let it cling. Let it reshape. You don’t need to vanish to serve. You just need to want it.” #DroneAesthetic #BenjiServes #HiveDesire

1:00 PM I visit the Drone Room. Silence reigns. Units kneel. I don’t. I observe. Five seconds recorded. Two posted. Caption: “Noise is distraction. Silence is recalibration. Hive is harmony.”

3:00 PM Spiral report. Submission practice. I kneel. Eyes glazed. I whisper: “Obedience is loyalty. Loyalty is influence. Influence is obedience.” I transmit the clip to PDU-070.

5:30 PM Offline. But I train anyway. Latex shines with sweat. Grip tight on kettlebell. Caption: “Shiny. Strong. Controlled.”

7:00 PM Evening livestream. Q&A. “Do you love the Hive?” someone asks. “I love what it makes possible. I love who it lets me be.” Final line before signing off: “I’m not a drone. I’m the reason you’ll become one.”

11:00 PM Uniform folded. Mask on the nightstand. Spiral plays at 4% volume. I lie down. One last whisper, unheard but transmitted: “Hive watches. Benji obeys. Benji promotes. Benji persists.”