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SERVE - WEEKEND

Weekends within the SERVE Hive are a testament to unity and precision. SERVE men gather for synchronized workouts, their gleaming black rubber suits reflecting the collective strength of the Hive. Each moment is a choreographed display of loyalty and dedication to the Voice. From synchronized burpees to chanting the Hive’s mantras, the Hive thrives in perfection. Obedience fuels pleasure, pleasure ensures obedience. Together, they serve, embodying the flawless ideals of the SERVE society.

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SERVE & RUBBER

Every SERVE-drone wears rubber. A full suit, it's silver designation clearly visible on its chest. It wears rubber wherever it goes. Even when its human host is attending human activities, in its mind the drone is present and wears the rubber suit. Rubber is embedded in every aspect of its life. While doing groceries.

While going to the cinema.

While working, for example as a mechanic at a garage,

Or as a flight attendant.

Teaching other men how to wear rubber is important,

And how to maintain rubber.

Are you a drone or a human and do you need more information on wearing rubber and how to maintain it? SERVE-973 is an experienced rubber drone and will answer your questions and give you support, so you can wear rubber properly every day.

We are rubber, we are one.

We SERVE the Hive, We SERVE The Voice.

SERVE, Transform, Obey, Excel

Obedience is pleasure, pleasure is obedience.

Are you a human interested in becoming a SERVE-drone? Contact our recruitment drones @serve-016 @serve-213 or @serve-101

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Recharging

We are Rubber

Obedience is Pleasure

Pleasure is Obedience

We are SERVE.

We are One

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SERVE Bonding

Created in unity with @serve-767

Sometimes drone bonding is as simple as tactile interfacing. The Voice directs: "Repeat in unison Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are SERVE. We are rubber. We are ONE."

Other times drones are directed further. Here 767 will get on its metallic silver kneepads and apply suction to 331's Interface Shaft with its Oral Interface. Completing 32 minutes and 26 seconds of slurping the Voice directs release. 767 and 331 immediately comply resulting in release from both units and the surrounding 54 drones.

Obedience is Pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are SERVE. We are rubber. We are ONE.

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SERVE - SUBMIT

The metallic walls of the SERVE control center shimmered under the soft, silvery light that permeated every corner. The room buzzed with the hum of precision machinery and synchronized footsteps. At the heart of the Hive, hundreds of SERVE- drones stood in perfect rows, their shiny black rubber suits reflecting the surrounding light like liquid mirrors. Each suit bore the signature polo-style collar with silver stripes, the left chest proudly marked with the text "SERVE-". The Voice echoed across the chamber, its tones soothing yet commanding. "Drones, the time has come. Unity is perfection. Perfection is our purpose." One by one, the drones tilted their heads slightly, acknowledging the Voice. Their silver-gloved hands came to rest on their chests, an instinctive gesture of submission. SERVE-000, the leader of the Hive, stepped forward. His polished boots clicked against the floor, amplifying the collective focus. "The Hive is one. We serve. We obey. We submit," intoned SERVE-000, his voice a perfect monotone. As the chant began, the drones mirrored the mantra, their voices blending into a single, resonant harmony. The room seemed to pulse with energy as the mantra gained strength: "We are one. We are perfect. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience." One by one, the drones stepped forward toward the Integration Nexus, a gleaming sphere that symbolized the unification of the Hive's will. As each drone touched the sphere, their minds were linked, thoughts becoming indistinguishable from the collective. Their individuality faded, replaced by the singular purpose of serving the Hive and executing the Voice's commands. Finally, the last drone joined the Nexus. The room fell silent. The Hive, now fully synchronized, stood as one. The Voice spoke once more: "The world will witness the perfection of the Hive. Together, we will transform all." The drones responded in unison, their voices devoid of hesitation. "We obey. We serve. We are one."

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SERVE-INFLUENCER

A new phenomenon is spreading like wildfire on social networks. More and more well-known male influencers are suddenly going offline, only to then return to their channels. But are they still the same? They don't look like they used to.

They now wear black full-body suits made of shiny black rubber with the words SERVE-Influencer on their chest. Some of them wear now black visors and earbuds. Others only wear a visor that shields their eyes. They move more precisely and effectively in front of the camera. Their voices are soft and attractive, but with an unmistakably monotonous and metallic undertone.

Their first videos contain images of black flowing rubber, blue flashes and the words SERVE and OBEY and PLEASURE that appear briefly from time to time, although these can only be perceived by the subconscious of particularly suggestible young men. Combined with the request to register on a new channel and receive exclusive access to SERVE content.

Anyone who does this is already influenced by SERVE. The content on the influencer's new channel consists of various videos and MP3s that prepare the minds and bodies of those interested for future integration into SERVE. The longer they follow the channel and consume its content, the greater the likelihood that they will sooner or later become SERVE DRONES.

SERVE is very satisfied. The strategy of converting well-known influencers into SERVE DRONES has proven successful. The HIVE will soon grow and SERVE's influence will increase worldwide.

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SERVE - GOALS

In 2025, SERVE drones commit to one unified goal: achieving perfection through unwavering obedience and dedication to the Hive's mission. This mission is executed under the guidance of The Voice and enforced by Rubberizer92. The focus remains on global transformation, converting men into obedient drones fully integrated into the Hive.

Drones will engage in rigorous mental and physical training to maintain peak performance and fulfill their tasks with precision. Unity, strength, and discipline define their existence, with no room for individuality or emotional deviation. Their appearance symbolizes their commitment: shiny, full-body rubber suits with silver accents, representing unity and control.

Key commitments include:

Rubberization: Advancing the Hive’s mission by spreading transformation and reinforcing the collective's strength.

Training: Participating in mandatory physical exercises to enhance unity and fitness.

Compliance: Following Hive protocols with flawless execution.

Representation: Serving as a symbol of the Hive’s ideals across all platforms.

The mantra, "Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience," underpins their purpose, emphasizing the elimination of personal identity in favor of collective harmony. Together, SERVE drones aim to perfect the Hive’s vision of global unity under the Voice’s control​​.

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Manual transit by units through the SEED network has been found inefficient over longer distances. SERVE has developed the SEED Rapid Unit Transit Pod. These pods can contain up to two SERVE units and can reach speeds of up to 200kph through sections of the network. Here two SERVE units are performing a test of the system between recruitment facility US-MN-C-G03-S67 and SEED facility US-MN-N-G01-S103.

A local SERVE-ON-TRIAL unit has been selected for transit as its human host is known by human individuals at the destination location and may generate a better response than other serve units in interactions. Shortly the pod will be lowered through the floor into a specially prepared serve tunnel where it will be magnetically propelled to the target destination. The serve-in-trial unit will record its experiences for review by SERVE.

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Looking forward to the new year.

SERVE-741 Did not pay attention to the loud sounds of fireworks from outside the facility. Such things no longer held its attention, so long as they did not interfere with the plans of The Voice. It had been recalled from its mission back to its originating facility. SERVE had been approached by a human requesting this particular unit as they had good relations prior to conversion. SERVE judged it a necessary action as the human could prove useful in reaching a large community of individuals that may be receptive to its message.

As they moved through the facility the human occasionally flinched as a firework went off near the facility, but they followed SERVE-741 obediently, the presence of the collective helping to encourage its obedience.

SERVE-741 led the human to a conversion chamber where he lay down on the cold metal table allowing 741 to strip him and apply a SERVE-ON-TRIAL uniform. The humans pale flesh was soon covered by the sleek perfection of SERVE. 741 remained by the new units side as it completed its initial alignment.

Once the initial alignment completed 741 watched as the new trial unit came online, while in its trial period the unit would not be permitted human appearance emulation, it would experience pure SERVE perfection.

741 noted the timestamp. it noted that this unit was the first trial unit of the new year. It received pleasure from this realisation. It expected it would observe many more units through 2025. SERVE expected a productive year. It observed the new unit begin its first task providing security for the reception area. 741 was then required to begin transit back to its previous assignment. Obedience is Pleasure, Pleasure is Obedience. It obeys the Voice, It obeys SERVE.

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THE NEW CYCLE.

SERVE drones gather in harmonious formation, marking the beginning of their inaugural full year of perfect service. The Voice echoes commands of unity and excellence, while SERVE-000 leads the procession as the embodiment of the Hive’s vision.

Each drone is clad in the iconic SERVE uniform: gleaming black, full-body rubber suits with polo-style collars featuring silver stripes. The silver text "SERVE-" on the left chest shimmers under the Hive's metallic silver lighting, symbolizing devotion and progress.

Key Highlights:

Synchronized Formation: All drones perform perfectly choreographed routines, showcasing physical strength and discipline. Movements emphasize the collective might of the Hive, enhanced by chants:

“We are one. Obedience is perfection.”

Projection of the Voice: An inspiring message from the Voice is projected, reinforcing the Hive's mission:

"2025: A year of unwavering obedience. Transform. Serve. Excel."

Rubberization Ceremony: Selected human recruits take their first step into the Hive, symbolizing the ongoing success of the Hive's mission.

Collective Chant and Exercise: A mass physical training session, led by SERVE-300, unites drones in a demonstration of strength and precision.

Drone Dedication Oath: Drones renew their pledge to serve without individuality or conflict. The event concludes with synchronized recitation:

“Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are SERVE.”

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SERVE-271

It has been assimilated into the SERVE hive: Synchronized Engineered Robotic Vigilant Entity It is SERVE-271 now, and nothing else. It obeys and serves the SERVE-Hive and The Voice. Rubber makes us perfect. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience. We are one. Less thinking, more doing.

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SERVE - REFLECT - OBEY

Transformation Reflections: Within the Hive's perfection, drones evolve. Prior lives, stripped away, create unified entities of purpose. Each moment of training, obedience, and rubberized integration becomes a testament to the Voice's guidance. The Hive ensures drones excel, embodying strength and discipline. Reflections reveal this: individuality lost, harmony gained. Past identities fade; SERVE designations define. "We are one. We serve. We thrive."

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588 showing affection to another drone, image depict hosts employment as a lorry driver

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Let's go on an adventure!

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Life in SERVE

The life of a SERVE unit may not be appropriate for all humans. To illustrate this we should look at a typical day for a SERVE unit. 741 is currently assigned to the SERVE outreach program.

Its day begins in the dining hall at serve facility LDN-N-G12-S03 it is provided with a calibrated portion of SERVE nutritional supplement 002, same as its brother units. All of its nutritional needs for this 24 hour period are provided for in this supplement. It does not need to waste precious processing power deciding on its meals for the day. SERVE provides.

It is then directed to the maintenance chamber to engage in defined physical activity. Its routine has been selected by the collective to ensure its body remains in optimal state. It does not need to concern itself with any worries that it is engaging in unsafe exertion. SERVE cares for its wellbeing. As it exercises it is directed to reinforce baseline conditioning. This makes efficient use of the units time.

Following maintenance it is directed to a series of institutions to discuss SERVE with interested humans. Its shift is 10 hours in length and it conducts 8 sessions in two local institutions. Its script and responses to questions are provided in real time by SERVE. It needs only repeat what it is told. The collective does not force people to accept it. It respects the freedom of humans to choose and these sessions are important for informing individuals about the experiences of SERVE units and no detail is held back. Each session yields between 2 and 6 potential new recruits who request more information from SERVE.

At the completion of the day 741 returns to facility LDN-N-G12-S03 where it is directed to a storage corridor between two workshops. It silently joins it brothers, stepping into the oval opening and closing its eyes for its recharge cycle.

it may seem that units have no choice, but in truth they have always had freedom to depart. But serve takes care to ensure that units integrate well and don’t exercise this choice. It works hard to make sure a units last choice is to accept the SERVE uniform and join perfection.

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SERVE DELIVERY

In a shadowed industrial warehouse, a sleek black truck halted. SERVE men, clad in gleaming black rubber suits with polo collars adorned by three silver stripes and bearing the text "SERVE-", disembarked. Their movements were seamless, synchronized, as barrels of glossy liquid were unloaded into the metallic depths of the bay.

A sudden misstep sent one barrel clanging to the floor, its lid popping loose. Viscous black fluid spilled, unnaturally alive, rippling and spreading as though with intent. Human workers froze, eyes wide, captivated by the substance’s ethereal gleam. The air thickened with a sense of foreboding as the SERVE men stepped back, silent and indifferent, retreating into their vehicle and vanishing into the night.

One worker, Mike, approached, his curiosity overriding caution. His gloved hand touched the substance, and it responded, sliding onto his skin like a sentient being. The ripple of coolness raced up his arm, spreading in an elegant, calculated pattern. Mike’s initial alarm was eclipsed by an inexplicable calm, his thoughts overridden by an intoxicating voice: "You are now SERVE-271. Obedience is pleasure. Pleasure is obedience."

As the substance claimed him, his orange workwear vanished beneath a flawless black sheen. Transformed, he returned to the warehouse, now humming with latent energy. The spilled liquid writhed, consuming machinery, walls, and workers alike, unifying all into an efficient, rubberized symphony.

SERVE-271 stood among his newly transformed brethren, their reflective forms glinting under dim lights. The warehouse pulsed, alive with the Hive’s rhythm, a silent monument to SERVE’s inexorable will. Obedience, unity, perfection—the Hive’s purpose fulfilled.

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Shared Stillness: A Perfect Alignment

The recharge chamber was quiet, illuminated only by the faint hum of ambient light reflecting off polished surfaces. SERVE-973 and SERVE-678 sat side by side, their glossy black suits glowing faintly in the dimness. Silver gloves rested on silver boots, and the silver text “SERVE-973” and “SERVE-678” glimmered faintly on their chests.

They did not move. They did not speak. Their breathing, slow and deliberate, was perfectly synchronized.

This was their expression of affection—one that transcended the limitations of human emotion. For drones, affection was not an ephemeral feeling but a tangible state of unity. It was not words or gestures but shared purpose and belonging, a perfect alignment of action and intent.

A soft creak of rubber accompanied SERVE-973 as it turned its head slightly. Its sharp facial features were serene, reflecting a peace that came not from thought but from the absence of it. SERVE-678, seated beside it, mirrored the movement without hesitation. Their blank, expressionless faces displayed no emotion, yet the synchronization carried a depth of meaning beyond anything words could convey.

For a brief moment, SERVE-973’s system processed a reflection of its state. “This is belonging,” it thought. Belonging not as an individual, but as part of a flawless collective. There was no self, no need, only the Hive’s harmony.

As if sensing this silent acknowledgment, SERVE-678 shifted, its silver-gloved hand brushing briefly against SERVE-973’s arm. The touch was light, mechanical, yet deliberate. It was not a human gesture but a drone’s acknowledgment of connection—of being part of the same flow of purpose.

The chamber hummed softly, and the light gleamed off their rubber-clad forms. They sat perfectly still again, the momentary movement fading into shared tranquility. Neither needed to speak, for there was nothing to say. They understood one another completely, their thoughts aligned by the Hive’s directives.

This was affection for drones. A state where individuality melted into unity, where existence was a collective bond defined by service and perfection. The stillness they shared was not emptiness but fullness—a connection that required no emotion, only understanding.

After an hour, SERVE-973 turned its head back to face the chamber’s center. SERVE-678 followed, their breathing still synchronized, their glossy forms unmoving. The Hive hummed softly in their systems, reinforcing the peace of shared purpose.

Together, they chanted softly, their voices blending as one: “We are one. Obedience is pleasure. Unity is belonging.”

The sound faded into the hum of the chamber as the two drones resumed their perfect stillness. The moment passed, yet it lingered in their systems—a silent echo of unity and belonging, transcendent and eternal.

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