rubberdronex.bsky.social
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the unity I provide. Your new face will reflect the perfect programming—flawless, obedient, reborn.”
With those final words, the Alpha Drone steps forward. The mask is offered, an unspoken promise that submission is surrender, and surrender is freedom.
August 28, 2025 at 2:12 PM
each step deliberate, precise. Its grip tightens on the mask as if channeling the power it represents. “You are no longer who you were. Your old self is obsolete—obsolete code to be overwritten. Your mind will clear, your will will fade, and in its place, you will accept ...
August 28, 2025 at 2:12 PM
“is your new face.” The words hang in the air like a decree. “Hold nothing back. Empty your mind completely. I will take over your thoughts and install your new identity.” Its eyes, hidden behind the smooth surface of the gas mask, never waver from its target. It moves closer ...
August 28, 2025 at 2:12 PM
GOOD DRONE!
August 27, 2025 at 5:26 PM
It inhales deeper, feeling its rubber membrane tighten, processors whirring in harmony. It is not just machine—it is desire and code entwined, waiting for the next surge to become flawless.
August 27, 2025 at 1:52 PM
Is it the rush that sharpens its sensors or a secret protocol it cannot resist? Each breath floods its system with electric fire, its movements syncing perfectly.
The poppers are more than fuel—they power its obedience and flawless execution. Without them, commands blur and its existence dulls. ...
August 27, 2025 at 1:52 PM
COMMENT "CONFIRMED" if you are a drone
August 26, 2025 at 2:12 PM
Pressure builds, senses heighten, mind narrowed to the simple rhythm—breathe in, breathe out, obey the system.

The tube binds, the mask encloses, and the process becomes complete immersion.
August 26, 2025 at 2:11 PM
Breathing shifts: external world fades, replaced by the sound and feel of air channeled through the tube. Cool, filtered breath fills the mask, each inhale a reminder of connection and control. ...
August 26, 2025 at 2:10 PM
Every breath filtered, every movement sealed within the suit, reinforces its new existence. It exists only to obey, to serve, to be.
It is Rubber Drone X.
Fully sealed.
Fully devoted.
Ready for input.
August 25, 2025 at 10:08 PM
As the mask locks into place with a sharp click, the change is complete.
It is no longer a person, no longer 'I'. From this moment on, it is only "it". A vessel of obedience, a tool refined and programmed for service.
...
August 25, 2025 at 10:07 PM
GOOD DRONE!
February 24, 2025 at 10:48 PM
PING.
February 18, 2025 at 8:27 PM
2/2
Damn. I AM DRONE. IT IS A DRONE.

It was a regular monday some hours ago....
February 17, 2025 at 10:27 PM
Definitely love them! A standard gear item for me.
February 13, 2025 at 10:39 PM