Mafia inducting you into their family, heavy muscled, suited goons forcing you into a pinstripe suit while repeating mantras.
Hushing "Obey, see?" in your ears, delicately whittling away at your free will. Their accent infecting your own.
Pinstripe spirals filling your eyes from your new shades...
When you think about it, drones are like Ardyn's offspring.
Coated in his latex, bound by his material... Servile and receptive. You'll be my good drone son or so for father's day, won't you? You have no choice.
Indigo as leader of a rogue family of dumb grunts. Welcoming those in who are considered rejects, filling minds with purpose in a life of shameless lust and theft.
Taking over place after place, making all around us dumber and compliant to our whims beneath our collective control crystals~
Can't decide between Indigo and Ardyn as your dad for father's day?
That's okay, they're both your dads now.
Come on, look papa in the eye when I'm speaking to you.
That's right.
Say "Yes Dad."
Hypno guild where you're made to swear by an oath to join their collective, especially after you're captured and have no choice.
But of course, the oath is a mantra/cursed incantation to bind you to their collective will.
Heed the guild.
Thoughts are stilled.
Mind refilled.
No longer free willed.