A rubbery monstercat DJ slave looking up at the fireworks. Although utterly brainwashed, drones can still appreciate beauty. The beauty of the world around them, the city lights, and naturally its infrastructure and cultural practices (though the beauty of the last one may be engrained deep in their mind). At the Hopeland amusement part, one such rubbery drone climbed atop a fountain to get a good look at the nightly pyrotechnics above the city, a solemn and relatively quiet moment for the constant hustle and bustle of the underground club.