HYPNOVEMBER DAY 10: PRODUCTION As the various Masterminds of Cognizant pursue their ambitions, the isle does not wait for them with baited breath to see what will become of their drones. Factions and various Dominants alike all over Cognizant have their own ideas of what their drones should be like for Kai Tyde. Everyone is enacting their own creations to produce the next workforce for the big rocker. Many stories continue in the great simulation of Cognizant. Though we may not see them all, they are relevant milestones to the lives they touch. In the Emerald Folium, A subset of the Arcanists, the Cascade Emissaries anoint the latest batch of acolytes into their fold. Mistress Dissonance weaves the runes in tight spirals over their minds. Sealing them in the piety of sexual obedience. Eager to spread to good word of the brand now etched onto their bodies. In the canyons of the Modal Mesas, The Primals have tamed a bee hive to produce an addictive nectar. Imbibed with the quiet vibration of the hive, deep buzzing sings with the promise of warmth and community, so long as you join their chorus as they produce addicting honey. A research laboratory belonging to the Think Tank work to perfect their modular automatons. Surely if their minds were exclusively digital, their bodies could be configured to be anything. So adding mechanically perfected modules for their bodies only felt like a natural step forward. In the sprawling business quarter of the Focault, the union examines the uniforms of the newly minted femboi secretaries standing at attention. Eager to shadow their executive masters, and find new heights to derive pleasure from a neat and tidy office and an even neater and tidier Non Disclosure Agreement for their thoughts. In the Placid Dunes, A new Sheep mistress has decided to take their flock to the streets. Forming imposing, busty sheep that have long lost the desire to tolerate resistance and free will. Beware their bleating lectures as they form their academy in the sands. For you may be cornered and educated within an inch of your life. On the border between Ayurveda and Facility 18, The faceless ooze churns with the unconscious urge to rob all of individuality and thought. Feeding on sentience and replacing it with the silent urge to quell the chaotic brainwaves of conscious life in favor of a cool, calm, collected mindlessness. And yet, beyond Cognizant itself, hidden in a complex of cargo containers and shipping warehouses. Dr. Bright experiments with her own brand of drones. Functioning at but a fraction of what she attained with Zeitgeistalt, convincing others they would finally be complete if they are added to her Zeta. Fitting them with drone suits to plug them in as sleeper agents in the Cognizant simulation. Her desire to see her creation restored in its former glory consuming her sanity inch by inch. So much goes on in Cognizant, as varied and as flowing as a tropical reef. Where will you find your story?
HYPNOVEMBER DAY 10: PRODUCTION
Dissonance went out of her way to commission so many various pieces of art by some of my regular artists to make this happen. This really showcases how varied and distinct drones and drone like entities can be.
Artwork by Sabri, NX42, Mccrazy and Eciaxi
