Auxiliary notes ::

You know, these conversion chambers are so good at highlighting the variety in subjects that get processed.
Regardless of how they got here. Even if, say, they decided to try sneaking in by wearing something that slightly looks like a drone uniform and hoping we can’t tell.
As well as all the different methods and strategies that we have to employee to complete said conversion processes.
Like, for instance, just off the top of my head flooding said slightly similar drone uniform with hypno gas and watching the magic happen.
Anyway~
Isn’t it cute how such differentiation always leads to the same fate?
It doesn’t matter how we choose to tune it.
The hypno gas.
The spirals.
The soft, whispering words.
When we’re done, the gas mask will go on.
And just another mindless, obedient, identical drone will remain.

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