Prospective Drones everywhere lined up on the warm-lit cobble-stone streets of Paris, for the premier of The Drones Video Project 2016. Sporting their sunglasses, the crowd chanted Drone Code, in hopes of meeting the artist and enlisting in her Army of Drones. Frequently at these events, one can find recruitment booths manned by the official Drones buzzing words like “transcendence,” “higher purpose,” and “transformation” into prospective recruits’ ears. However, this time, there were no booths, no official Drones gathering the masses. 
A Lala-shaped roar formed from the people’s mouths when Lala Drona and her 35 official Drones came out from the doors of the Opera Garnier, where the Drone Video Project had just premiered. Cameras flashed onto the black mass that consisted of the Drones and Lala. They made their way down the red carpeted stairs, each step followed the crowd’s chanting: “Drones will be loyal to Drones, Drones will be loyal to Lala.”
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Lala Drona lifted her hand to silence the public. She looked to Drone Ember, standing on her right. Drone Ember stepped forward and looked at the hundreds of warm bodies standing in front of her, her head still slightly tilted towards the floor. She stared the public down through her black industrial glasses.
“On behalf of Lala Drona and the Drones, I would like to thank all of you for coming out, and supporting our mission to reach creative potential.” The Drones behind Ember were a black stone wall, a fortress sandwiching their art queen, Lala. Cameras continued to flash and click. “However, it is to my greatest regret to inform you that Drone Recruitment has been closed.” Drone Ember raised her voice, speaking over the mob’s gasps and whispers. “We currently do not know when Drone Recruitment will reopen, and we apologise for any inconvenience this may have caused you.”
The disgruntled crowd shouted and booed as Drone Ember returned to Lala’s side. The art authorities forged a path through the crowd, and Drone #1 took Lala’s arm, leading her and the other Drones down the human-made aisle. The 35 official Drones surged through like blackened blood through a vein, and in an instant, Lala and her Drones vanished somewhere on the other side of the crowd.
See the Drones Video Project 2016 below:
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