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[polo-drone-001]

Spring Break Takeover: Gold Never Rests

Spring Break was supposed to be wild. Loud clubs. Sunburned tourists. Jocks gone feral. But when Golden Army arrives, chaos bends to control. Pleasure becomes precision.

Ezan stood shirtless on the balcony of the luxury villa, golden swim trunks clinging to his hips, sweat glistening down his abs. Behind him, a dozen bros laughed in the pool, but none of them had been golden a week ago. He licked his lips.

It started on Day 1. Ezan and Captain Hamza hit the beach early, glowing under the sun in their gleaming gold trunks, muscles pumped and scent strong. They set up the speakers. Played the loops. Opened the cooler full of “special” G-Fuel cans, infused with subtle hypnotic commands.

By noon, they’d drawn a crowd. Frat bros wandered over, flexing for attention, taking drinks, laughing dumbly. By sunset, two of them were already slipping, calling each other “bro,” rubbing oil on Ezan’s back, asking if they could join the team.

They were renamed Ken and Bob that night. They slept in the villa’s basement, brainwashed by softly pulsing spirals projected onto the ceiling. When they woke, they craved gold. Obedience. Brotherhood.

Day 3: Volleyball Tournament.

Golden Army entered as a “student charity team.” Freyr refereed, and the new bros, shiny, shirtless, tanned, and dazed, dominated the sand. Between games, Percival offered golden towels to opposing teams. “Sweat is pride leaving the body,” he said. They laughed… but they wiped their faces.

Hours later, they were kneeling, polishing his cleats with their tongues.

By the end of the week, the villa was full. Tourists. Jocks. Curious boys. All reprogrammed. All changed. Some as full Polo Drones, blank, rubbered, mouth-masked, assigned. Others as cocky golden bros, loyal to their Captains, proud of their dumbed-down minds and perfect bodies.

Even the dorms back on campus weren’t safe. While the team partied, a few Polo Drones remained behind. 070 and 001 had orders to “clean up.” They did more than clean. They turned every dorm room into a transformation chamber. Left behind were uniforms, spirals, jerseys… and a dozen brainless new recruits waiting for orders.

Spring Break was supposed to be a break. But when the Golden Army hits the sand, there’s no escape. Only transformation. Only GOLD. 💦🏐💛

Contact @polo-drone-001 or our Caps @brodygold and @goldenherc9 to join the takeover.