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  The Ministry had received a tip that the London-based Pherum Technologies was working on a device capable of "direct synaptic interface", a more sensational way of masking the machine's true purpose to influence and control one's thoughts. Emma Peel (now an official operative of The Ministry) was sent to investigate the insider's claim, going undercover and getting hired on as a receptionist. Unfortunately for Emma, it didn't take long for Pherum to learn of the spy within their organization, and it was soon arranged that Mrs. Peel would get her up-close and personal examination of the latest model of their mind-morphing machine. With the synaptic interface device firmly fixated to Emma's temple, Pherum put their newest employee to work as a security drone, patrolling the complex in search of any would-be saboteurs or secret agents looking to stop her masters... To make a long story short, I found inspiration for this image in a recent revisit of a carto...

  THE YOLKIANS have returned to Earth to pick up a fresh batch of humans for their next sacrificial ritual. However, the egg-like aliens soon discover that Earth has fallen under new ownership since their last visit, and the deadly DALEKS now reign supreme. With an extraterrestrial war soon in full swing, THE ROBOWOMEN and THE YOLKIAN DRONES will do everything in their power to see that their masters are triumphant! It's a no holds barred battle you won't want to miss as winner takes all: the Earth, and their opponent's army of mind-controlled soldiers! Finally, the long-awaited return of the Robowomen! Who do you think would win between these opposing factions? It seemed appropriate to bring Susan and Barbara back as the representatives of the Robowomen, as they were the first subjects of a "mind control" related image I did. Diana and Yvonne were selected to maintain the 1960s sci-fi theme of the poster. Daleks vs. Yolkians on DeviantArt

  The ceremony is mere hours away, and the final preparations are well underway as King Goobot finds himself in the drone storage facility. With the aid of his two most loyal of servants, he begins a manual test to make sure all mind control helmets are functioning to avoid any later "mishaps" which could arise later. "Yes," he quietly murmurs "Poultra will be most pleased with this batch of sacrifices..." Without warning, the sleepy London street was bathed in an eerie yellow and green glow. Clara stopped in her tracks, the strange beam holding her in place before sending her high into the air. Amy glanced up at the starry night, spotting a giant steel spacecraft hovering directly above the alley, opening it's beak-like cannon and capturing her directly in it's emerald spotlight... By the time the Yolkian's native planet comes into view, Clara and Amy have forgotten about their own homeworld of Earth. No longer plagued by thoughts...

  The strange airships hovered above the city under the cloak of midnight, their emerald tractor beams dancing sporadically like spotlights as they pulled in any human caught in it’s gaze. It cared not who they were or where they came from, as long as their bio-signature deemed them worthy of abduction. By the time the effects of the paralysis ray had worn off, the abductees found themselves on a distant planet populated by gooey green creatures floating in egg-shaped armor. The Yolkians (as they were apparently called) informed their prisoners that they were to be immediately processed for dronification, to join the ranks of their ever-growing army of slaves. Of course, the prisoners protested this, but there was very little they could do as large black and silver helmets were placed upon their heads. In seconds, a steady stream of alien thoughts pour into their minds, ones which instil a sense of loyalty and complete servitude to the Yolkian empire. Yvonne had aspi...