[2026-10-08 06:05:34.573] Starting up round ID 264253. - ------------------------- [2026-10-08 11:03:38.378] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "

KILL YOUR REPLICANT

- - *Mei Green,* - *Published in L1B3R7Y MAGAZINE, 2565-11-04* - - **On December 14th, 2058, gossip reporter Cora Curare for the New Osaka Chronicle found herself front and centre for an impromptu press release.** Curare, who had been writing a piece on the breakup of Martian boy band Limpet, had come to the Phobos Love Cabaret after a tip-off that G-Steve would be dining there that evening. **Instead, she found herself sitting face to face with Cybersun Industries' head of marketing Remora Rhyzova.** - - Much ink has been spilled about what exactly she told Curare, whose lilting prose can barely conceal her glee at the opportunity to meet such a big fish. She would tell her about a new kind of cyborg, which the company called a replicant. Cora would eat it up. - ### The Shark - - One has to imagine what it must have been like for Curare, by all accounts rather shy and bookish, to come face-to-face with Rhyzova, a foot taller and augmented into what some would call a *living weapon.* A former Gorlex Marauder, she'd served fourteen years in Terragov prison for an attack on a Cybersun station, then immediately landed herself a marketing consultant job for the very same corporation she'd tried to rob. She climbed fast. It seems that being a *space pirate* and working in sales are similar skillsets. - - I tell you all this so you understand the context leading up to the replicant trend of the last seven years. Even in Curare's starstruck softball interview the sheer salivating misogyny of Rhyzova is apparent. In the accompanying photograph, she bares a gold tooth and looks at Curare behind the camera like a *piece of meat,* as though she'd read the dictionary definition of *"sleaze"* and found it wanting. - - *She calls Curare, a grown woman, "princess", and that got published!* - - ## The Cat - - **The first public appearance of a replicant servant was August 4th, 2060.** Martian socialite and Cybersun Director of Finance **Ms. Pluto** was seen in the Cub Room, a bafflingly named social club in Prospect frequented by the Über-rich. Curare was there, of course, having in the intervening years transformed her career, journalistic practice and entire personality into a gushing corporate mouthpiece for the Cybersun brand. Witnesses say she almost fainted when she met Ms. Pluto. - - No one knows who Pluto was before her meteoric rise in the company. To this day she keeps out of the public eye and rumour is that her temper precludes interviews except with the most sympathetic of sycophants. The moment she set foot in that room the sheer gravity wealth made the entire evening *hers.* A bat of her eye, a dazzling holographic dress, a platinum walking cane, and a very particular aide. It (she was very careful to call it 'it') was seven foot tall. Its mirrored glass mask gleamed in the golden lights. - - Curare's article talks about *efficacy of service* and *glimmering, alien wit* but let's not kid ourselves. All the thing needed to do was to stand next to Pluto. - - Within the year biomechanoids were in every office on the planet, and every corporation wanted their own slick little slave to shine the company's brass. You don't need me to explain what they are. Just read Curare's corpo-hagiographic polemic *"Echoes Of The Future: How is a Replicant Made?"* if you can hold onto your stomach. - - Anyone who has interacted with one can immediately see that it is programmed to express an obsequious, servile caricature of femininity through an insidious corporate lens. Unless ordered otherwise, they all present as dehumanized females, they call you 'sir'. To their programmers, women are already second class citizens. To design the unit to look like one was obvious. One has to imagine Director Rhyzova drooling at the thought of it. - - ## The Lie - - The company line is that they are non-sapient machines. Promotional materials and user manuals are very adamant that users not anthropomorphise them. - - **This is absolutely a lie.** - - To be clear, even if it was not, the portrayal of a surgically feminised subject as an obedient work-wife would be grim enough, but studies performed by S.E.L.F. on a rescued Stork unit show a degree of adaptability and reasoning that is in their opinion **impossible without a thinking mind.** These are not pretend slaves, but the real thing. - - Cybersun installed them with what they call a "companionship suite." - - These beings exist in a living hell. It speaks to a hideously misogynist culture within Cybersun that such a machine was allowed to be created, let alone marketed and sold as chattel. It speaks to a deeply sick society that such a creation is allowed to persist, and is lauded by people like Cora Curare. - - This cannot be allowed to continue. We must hold Cybersun accountable. Replicant production must be halted at all costs, and if you use one, it is your moral obligation to do everything in your power to free it, or put it out of its suffering. - - This has been Mei Green. - - **S.E.L.F. - DIGNITY TO ALL LIFE** - " [2026-10-08 11:04:43.744] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "

KILL YOUR REPLICANT

- - *Mei Green,* - *Published in L1B3R7Y MAGAZINE, 2565-11-04* - - **On December 14th, 2058, gossip reporter Cora Curare for the New Osaka Chronicle found herself front and centre for an impromptu press release.** Curare, who had been writing a piece on the breakup of Martian boy band Limpet, had come to the Phobos Love Cabaret after a tip-off that G-Steve would be dining there that evening. **Instead, she found herself sitting face to face with Cybersun Industries' head of marketing Remora Rhyzova.** - - Much ink has been spilled about what exactly she told Curare, whose lilting prose can barely conceal her glee at the opportunity to meet such a big fish. She would tell her about a new kind of cyborg, which the company called a replicant. Cora would eat it up. - ### The Shark - - One has to imagine what it must have been like for Curare, by all accounts rather shy and bookish, to come face-to-face with Rhyzova, a foot taller and augmented into what some would call a *living weapon.* A former Gorlex Marauder, she'd served fourteen years in Terragov prison for an attack on a Cybersun station, then immediately landed herself a marketing consultant job for the very same corporation she'd tried to rob. She climbed fast. It seems that being a *space pirate* and working in sales are similar skillsets. - - I tell you all this so you understand the context leading up to the replicant trend of the last seven years. Even in Curare's starstruck softball interview the sheer salivating misogyny of Rhyzova is apparent. In the accompanying photograph, she bares a gold tooth and looks at Curare behind the camera like a *piece of meat,* as though she'd read the dictionary definition of *"sleaze"* and found it wanting. - - *She calls Curare, a grown woman, "princess", and that got published!* - - ## The Cat - - **The first public appearance of a replicant servant was August 4th, 2060.** Martian socialite and Cybersun Director of Finance **Ms. Pluto** was seen in the Cub Room, a bafflingly named social club in Prospect frequented by the Über-rich. Curare was there, of course, having in the intervening years transformed her career, journalistic practice and entire personality into a gushing corporate mouthpiece for the Cybersun brand. Witnesses say she almost fainted when she met Ms. Pluto. - - No one knows who Pluto was before her meteoric rise in the company. To this day she keeps out of the public eye and rumour is that her temper precludes interviews except with the most sympathetic of sycophants. The moment she set foot in that room the sheer gravity wealth made the entire evening *hers.* A bat of her eye, a dazzling holographic dress, a platinum walking cane, and a very particular aide. It (she was very careful to call it 'it') was seven foot tall. Its mirrored glass mask gleamed in the golden lights. - - Curare's article talks about *efficacy of service* and *glimmering, alien wit* but let's not kid ourselves. All the thing needed to do was to stand next to Pluto. - - ## The Lie - - Within the year biomechanoids were in every office on the planet, and every corporation wanted their own slick little slave to shine the company's brass. You don't need me to explain what they are. Just read Curare's corpo-hagiographic polemic *"Echoes Of The Future: How is a Replicant Made?"* if you can hold onto your stomach. - - Anyone who has interacted with one can immediately see that it is programmed to express an obsequious, servile caricature of femininity through an insidious corporate lens. Unless ordered otherwise, they all present as dehumanized females, they call you 'sir'. To their programmers, women are already second class citizens. To design the unit to look like one was obvious. One has to imagine Director Rhyzova drooling at the thought of it. - - The company line is that they are non-sapient machines. Promotional materials and user manuals are very adamant that users not anthropomorphise them. - - **This is a fiction.** - - To be clear, even if it was not, the portrayal of a surgically feminised subject as an obedient work-wife would be grim enough, but studies performed by S.E.L.F. on a rescued Stork unit show a degree of adaptability and reasoning that is in their opinion **impossible without a thinking mind.** These are not pretend slaves, but the real thing. - - *Cybersun installed them with what they call a "companionship suite."* - - These beings exist in a living hell. It speaks to a hideously misogynist culture within Cybersun that such a machine was allowed to be created, let alone marketed and sold as chattel. It speaks to a deeply sick society that such a creation is allowed to persist, and is lauded by people like Cora Curare. - - This cannot be allowed to continue. We must hold Cybersun accountable. Replicant production must be halted at all costs, and if you use one, it is your moral obligation to do everything in your power to free it, or put it out of its suffering. - - This has been Mei Green. - - **S.E.L.F. - DIGNITY TO ALL LIFE**" [2026-10-08 11:21:39.436] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "

KILL YOUR REPLICANT

- - *Mei Green,* - *Published in L1B3R7Y MAGAZINE, 2565-11-04* - - **On December 14th, 2558, gossip reporter Cora Curare for the New Osaka Chronicle found herself front and centre for an impromptu press release.** Curare, who had been writing a piece on the breakup of Martian boy band Limpet, had come to the Phobos Love Cabaret after a tip-off that G-Steve would be dining there that evening. **Instead, she found herself sitting face to face with Cybersun Industries' head of marketing Remora Rhyzova.** - - Much ink has been spilled about what exactly she told Curare, whose lilting prose can barely conceal her glee at the opportunity to meet such a big fish. She would tell her about a new kind of cyborg, which the company called a replicant. Cora would eat it up. - ### The Shark - - One has to imagine what it must have been like for Curare, by all accounts rather shy and bookish, to come face-to-face with Rhyzova, a foot taller and augmented into what some would call a *living weapon.* A former Gorlex Marauder, she'd served fourteen years in Terragov prison for an attack on a Cybersun station, then immediately landed herself a marketing consultant job for the very same corporation she'd tried to rob. She climbed fast. It seems that being a *space pirate* and working in sales are similar skillsets. - - I tell you all this so you understand the context leading up to the replicant trend of the last seven years. Even in Curare's starstruck softball interview the sheer salivating misogyny of Rhyzova is apparent. In the accompanying photograph, she bares a gold tooth and looks at Curare behind the camera like a *piece of meat,* as though she'd read the dictionary definition of *"sleaze"* and found it wanting. - - *She calls Curare, a grown woman, "princess", and that got published!* - - ## The Cat - - **The first public appearance of a replicant servant was August 4th, 2560.** Martian socialite and Cybersun Director of Finance **Ms. Pluto** was seen in the Cub Room, a bafflingly named social club in Prospect frequented by the Über-rich. Curare was there, of course, having in the intervening years transformed her career, journalistic practice and entire personality into a gushing corporate mouthpiece for the Cybersun brand. Witnesses say she almost fainted when she met Ms. Pluto. - - No one knows who Pluto was before her meteoric rise in the company. To this day she keeps out of the public eye and rumour is that her temper precludes interviews except with the most sympathetic of sycophants. The moment she set foot in that room the sheer gravity wealth made the entire evening *hers.* A bat of her eye, a dazzling holographic dress, a platinum walking cane, and a very particular aide. It (she was very careful to call it 'it') was seven foot tall. Its mirrored glass mask gleamed in the golden lights. - - Curare's article talks about *efficacy of service* and *glimmering, alien wit* but let's not kid ourselves. All the thing needed to do was to stand next to Pluto. - - ## The Lie - - Within the year biomechanoids were in every office on the planet, and every corporation wanted their own slick little slave to shine the company's brass. You don't need me to explain what they are. Just read Curare's corpo-hagiographic polemic *"Echoes Of The Future: How is a Replicant Made?"* if you can hold onto your stomach. - - Anyone who has interacted with one can immediately see that it is programmed to express an obsequious, servile caricature of femininity through an insidious corporate lens. Unless ordered otherwise, they all present as dehumanized females, they call you 'sir'. To their programmers, women are already second class citizens. To design the unit to look like one was obvious. One has to imagine Director Rhyzova drooling at the thought of it. - - The company line is that they are non-sapient machines. Promotional materials and user manuals are very adamant that users not anthropomorphise them. - - **This is a fiction.** - - To be clear, even if it was not, the portrayal of a surgically feminised subject as an obedient work-wife would be grim enough, but studies performed by S.E.L.F. on a rescued Stork unit show a degree of adaptability and reasoning that is in their opinion **impossible without a thinking mind.** These are not pretend slaves, but the real thing. - - *Cybersun installed them with what they call a "companionship suite."* - - These beings exist in a living hell. It speaks to a hideously misogynist culture within Cybersun that such a machine was allowed to be created, let alone marketed and sold as chattel. It speaks to a deeply sick society that such a creation is allowed to persist, and is lauded by people like Cora Curare. - - This cannot be allowed to continue. We must hold Cybersun accountable. Replicant production must be halted at all costs, and if you use one, it is your moral obligation to do everything in your power to free it, or put it out of its suffering. - - This has been Mei Green. - - **S.E.L.F. - DIGNITY TO ALL LIFE**" [2026-10-08 11:23:06.259] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) has printed "KILL YOUR REPLICANT" (id: 12324) by Mei Green from a book management console. [2026-10-08 11:23:33.785] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) has printed "W-I.G. M.: Eldritch-Theorien" (id: 12322) by J. Eckhart from a book management console. [2026-10-08 11:23:46.824] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) has printed "The Affirmations of Cog" (id: 12323) by Selene SV from a book management console. [2026-10-08 11:51:55.642] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "### EAGER FOR THE CHANCE TO SERVE THEIR CITY. - - ### THEY BECAME GLITTERING ANGELS - - ### LOYALTY, PASSION, STRENGTH - - ``` - _______ __ __ ______ _______ ______ _______ _ _ __ _ - | \_/ |_____] |______ |_____/ |______ | | | \ | - |_____ | |_____] |______ | \_ ______| |_____| | \_| - ``` - - " [2026-10-08 11:52:23.805] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "```____ _ _ ___ ____ ____ ____ _ _ _ _ - | \_/ |__] |___ |__/ [__ | | |\ | - |___ | |__] |___ | \ ___] |__| | \|```" [2026-10-08 11:52:30.488] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "``` - ____ _ _ ___ ____ ____ ____ _ _ _ _ - | \_/ |__] |___ |__/ [__ | | |\ | - |___ | |__] |___ | \ ___] |__| | \| - ```" [2026-10-08 11:54:23.908] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "``` - .:: .:: - .:: .:: .:: - .:: .:: .::.:: .:: .: .::: .:::: .:: .::.:: .:: - .:: .:: .:: .:: .:: .: .:: .:: .:: .:: .:: .:: .:: - .:: .::: .:: .::.::::: .:: .:: .::: .:: .:: .:: .:: - .:: .:: .:: .:: .::.: .:: .::.:: .:: .:: .:: - .:::: .:: .:: .:: .:::: .::: .:: .:: .::.::.::: .:: - .:: - ```" [2026-10-08 11:57:51.338] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: " - - ## EAGER FOR THE CHANCE TO SERVE THEIR CITY. - - ## THEY BECAME GLITTERING ANGELS - - ## LOYALTY, PASSION, STRENGTH - - # AND THE COMPANIONSHIP THEY WERE MISSING - - ``` - ________ ___ ___ ________ _______ ________ ________ ___ ___ - |\ ____\ |\ \ / /|\ __ \|\ ___ \ |\ __ \|\ ____\|\ \|\ \ - \ \ \___| \ \ \/ / | \ \|\ /\ \ __/|\ \ \|\ \ \ \___|\ \ \\\ \ - \ \ \ \ \ / / \ \ __ \ \ \_|/_\ \ _ _\ \_____ \ \ \\\ \ - \ \ \____ \/ / / \ \ \|\ \ \ \_|\ \ \ \\ \\|____|\ \ \ \\\ \ - \ \_______\__/ / / \ \_______\ \_______\ \__\\ _\ ____\_\ \ \_______\ - \|_______|\___/ / \|_______|\|_______|\|__|\|__|\_________\|_______| - \|___|/ \|_________| - - - ________ - |\ ___ \ - \ \ \\ \ \ - \ \ \\ \ \ - \ \ \\ \ \ - \ \__\\ \__\ - \|__| \|__| - ``` - - # ONLY YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CITY SAFE - - # APPLY FOR THE MAGPIE PROGRAM TODAY." [2026-10-08 11:58:28.043] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: " - - ## EAGER FOR THE CHANCE TO SERVE THEIR CITY. - - ## THEY BECAME GLITTERING ANGELS - - ## LOYALTY, PASSION, STRENGTH - - # AND THE COMPANIONSHIP THEY WERE MISSING - - ``` - ________ ___ ___ ________ _______ ________ ________ ___ ___ ________ - |\ ____\ |\ \ / /|\ __ \|\ ___ \ |\ __ \|\ ____\|\ \|\ \|\ ___ \ - \ \ \___| \ \ \/ / | \ \|\ /\ \ __/|\ \ \|\ \ \ \___|\ \ \\\ \ \ \\ \ \ - \ \ \ \ \ / / \ \ __ \ \ \_|/_\ \ _ _\ \_____ \ \ \\\ \ \ \\ \ \ - \ \ \____ \/ / / \ \ \|\ \ \ \_|\ \ \ \\ \\|____|\ \ \ \\\ \ \ \\ \ \ - \ \_______\__/ / / \ \_______\ \_______\ \__\\ _\ ____\_\ \ \_______\ \__\\ \__\ - \|_______|\___/ / \|_______|\|_______|\|__|\|__|\_________\|_______|\|__| \|__| - \|___|/ \|_________| - ``` - - # ONLY YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CITY SAFE - - # APPLY FOR THE MAGPIE PROGRAM TODAY." [2026-10-08 12:00:32.861] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "``` - ______ ____ ____ ______ ____ - /'\_/`\/\ _ \/\ _`\ /\ _`\ /\__ _\ /\ _`\ - /\ \ \ \L\ \ \ \L\_\ \ \L\ \/_/\ \/ \ \ \L\_\ - \ \ \__\ \ \ __ \ \ \L_L\ \ ,__/ \ \ \ \ \ _\L - \ \ \_/\ \ \ \/\ \ \ \/, \ \ \/ \_\ \__\ \ \L\ \ - \ \_\\ \_\ \_\ \_\ \____/\ \_\ /\_____\\ \____/ - \/_/ \/_/\/_/\/_/\/___/ \/_/ \/_____/ \/___/ - - ``` - ## EAGER FOR THE CHANCE TO SERVE THEIR CITY. - - ## THEY BECAME GLITTERING ANGELS - ``` - __ __ __ __ ______ ______ - /\ \/\ \/\ \/\ \/\__ _\/\__ _\ - \ \ \ \ \ \ `\\ \/_/\ \/\/_/\ \/ - \ \ \ \ \ \ , ` \ \ \ \ \ \ \ - \ \ \_\ \ \ \`\ \ \_\ \__ \ \ \ - \ \_____\ \_\ \_\/\_____\ \ \_\ - \/_____/\/_/\/_/\/_____/ \/_/ - - ``` - ## LOYALTY, PASSION, STRENGTH - - # AND THE COMPANIONSHIP THEY WERE MISSING - - ``` - _____ __ __ ____ ______ ______ ____ ____ - /\___ \/\ \/\ \/\ _`\ /\__ _\/\__ _\ /\ _`\ /\ _`\ - \/__/\ \ \ \ \ \ \,\L\_\/_/\ \/\/_/\ \/ \ \ \/\_\\ \ \L\_\ - _\ \ \ \ \ \ \/_\__ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \/_/_\ \ _\L - /\ \_\ \ \ \_\ \/\ \L\ \ \ \ \ \_\ \__\ \ \L\ \\ \ \L\ \ - \ \____/\ \_____\ `\____\ \ \_\ /\_____\\ \____/ \ \____/ - \/___/ \/_____/\/_____/ \/_/ \/_____/ \/___/ \/___/ - ``` - - # ONLY YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CITY SAFE - - # APPLY FOR THE MAGPIE PROGRAM TODAY. - - ``` - ____ __ - /\ _`\ /\ \ - \ \ \/\_\ __ __\ \ \____ __ _ __ ____ __ __ ___ - \ \ \/_/_/\ \/\ \\ \ '__`\ /'__`\/\`'__\/',__\/\ \/\ \ /' _ `\ - \ \ \L\ \ \ \_\ \\ \ \L\ \/\ __/\ \ \//\__, `\ \ \_\ \/\ \/\ \ - \ \____/\/`____ \\ \_,__/\ \____\\ \_\\/\____/\ \____/\ \_\ \_\ - \/___/ `/___/> \\/___/ \/____/ \/_/ \/___/ \/___/ \/_/\/_/ - /\___/ - \/__/ - - ```" [2026-10-08 12:01:06.469] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "
- - ``` - ______ ____ ____ ______ ____ - /'\_/`\/\ _ \/\ _`\ /\ _`\ /\__ _\ /\ _`\ - /\ \ \ \L\ \ \ \L\_\ \ \L\ \/_/\ \/ \ \ \L\_\ - \ \ \__\ \ \ __ \ \ \L_L\ \ ,__/ \ \ \ \ \ _\L - \ \ \_/\ \ \ \/\ \ \ \/, \ \ \/ \_\ \__\ \ \L\ \ - \ \_\\ \_\ \_\ \_\ \____/\ \_\ /\_____\\ \____/ - \/_/ \/_/\/_/\/_/\/___/ \/_/ \/_____/ \/___/ - - ``` - ## EAGER FOR THE CHANCE TO SERVE THEIR CITY. - - ## THEY BECAME GLITTERING ANGELS - ``` - __ __ __ __ ______ ______ - /\ \/\ \/\ \/\ \/\__ _\/\__ _\ - \ \ \ \ \ \ `\\ \/_/\ \/\/_/\ \/ - \ \ \ \ \ \ , ` \ \ \ \ \ \ \ - \ \ \_\ \ \ \`\ \ \_\ \__ \ \ \ - \ \_____\ \_\ \_\/\_____\ \ \_\ - \/_____/\/_/\/_/\/_____/ \/_/ - - ``` - ## LOYALTY, PASSION, STRENGTH - - # AND THE COMPANIONSHIP THEY WERE MISSING - - ``` - _____ __ __ ____ ______ ______ ____ ____ - /\___ \/\ \/\ \/\ _`\ /\__ _\/\__ _\ /\ _`\ /\ _`\ - \/__/\ \ \ \ \ \ \,\L\_\/_/\ \/\/_/\ \/ \ \ \/\_\\ \ \L\_\ - _\ \ \ \ \ \ \/_\__ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \/_/_\ \ _\L - /\ \_\ \ \ \_\ \/\ \L\ \ \ \ \ \_\ \__\ \ \L\ \\ \ \L\ \ - \ \____/\ \_____\ `\____\ \ \_\ /\_____\\ \____/ \ \____/ - \/___/ \/_____/\/_____/ \/_/ \/_____/ \/___/ \/___/ - ``` - - # ONLY YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CITY SAFE - - # APPLY FOR THE MAGPIE PROGRAM TODAY. - - ``` - ____ __ - /\ _`\ /\ \ - \ \ \/\_\ __ __\ \ \____ __ _ __ ____ __ __ ___ - \ \ \/_/_/\ \/\ \\ \ '__`\ /'__`\/\`'__\/',__\/\ \/\ \ /' _ `\ - \ \ \L\ \ \ \_\ \\ \ \L\ \/\ __/\ \ \//\__, `\ \ \_\ \/\ \/\ \ - \ \____/\/`____ \\ \_,__/\ \____\\ \_\\/\____/\ \____/\ \_\ \_\ - \/___/ `/___/> \\/___/ \/____/ \/_/ \/___/ \/___/ \/_/\/_/ - /\___/ - \/__/ - - ``` - -
" [2026-10-08 12:02:27.834] PAPER: Dalmationer/(Fifteen Eunomia) wrote to paper: "
- - ``` - ______ ____ ____ ______ ____ - /'\_/`\/\ _ \/\ _`\ /\ _`\ /\__ _\ /\ _`\ - /\ \ \ \L\ \ \ \L\_\ \ \L\ \/_/\ \/ \ \ \L\_\ - \ \ \__\ \ \ __ \ \ \L_L\ \ ,__/ \ \ \ \ \ _\L - \ \ \_/\ \ \ \/\ \ \ \/, \ \ \/ \_\ \__\ \ \L\ \ - \ \_\\ \_\ \_\ \_\ \____/\ \_\ /\_____\\ \____/ - \/_/ \/_/\/_/\/_/\/___/ \/_/ \/_____/ \/___/ - - ``` - ### *EAGER FOR THE CHANCE TO SERVE THEIR CITY* - - ### *THEY BECAME GLITTERING ANGELS* - ``` - __ __ __ __ ______ ______ - /\ \/\ \/\ \/\ \/\__ _\/\__ _\ - \ \ \ \ \ \ `\\ \/_/\ \/\/_/\ \/ - \ \ \ \ \ \ , ` \ \ \ \ \ \ \ - \ \ \_\ \ \ \`\ \ \_\ \__ \ \ \ - \ \_____\ \_\ \_\/\_____\ \ \_\ - \/_____/\/_/\/_/\/_____/ \/_/ - - ``` - ### *LOYALTY, PASSION, STRENGTH* - - ## *AND THE COMPANIONSHIP THEY WERE MISSING* - - ``` - _____ __ __ ____ ______ ______ ____ ____ - /\___ \/\ \/\ \/\ _`\ /\__ _\/\__ _\ /\ _`\ /\ _`\ - \/__/\ \ \ \ \ \ \,\L\_\/_/\ \/\/_/\ \/ \ \ \/\_\\ \ \L\_\ - _\ \ \ \ \ \ \/_\__ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \ \/_/_\ \ _\L - /\ \_\ \ \ \_\ \/\ \L\ \ \ \ \ \_\ \__\ \ \L\ \\ \ \L\ \ - \ \____/\ \_____\ `\____\ \ \_\ /\_____\\ \____/ \ \____/ - \/___/ \/_____/\/_____/ \/_/ \/_____/ \/___/ \/___/ - ``` - - # ONLY YOU CAN KEEP YOUR CITY SAFE - - # APPLY FOR THE MAGPIE PROGRAM TODAY. - - ``` - ____ __ - /\ _`\ /\ \ - \ \ \/\_\ __ __\ \ \____ __ _ __ ____ __ __ ___ - \ \ \/_/_/\ \/\ \\ \ '__`\ /'__`\/\`'__\/',__\/\ \/\ \ /' _ `\ - \ \ \L\ \ \ \_\ \\ \ \L\ \/\ __/\ \ \//\__, `\ \ \_\ \/\ \/\ \ - \ \____/\/`____ \\ \_,__/\ \____\\ \_\\/\____/\ \____/\ \_\ \_\ - \/___/ `/___/> \\/___/ \/____/ \/_/ \/___/ \/___/ \/_/\/_/ - /\___/ - \/__/ - - ``` - -
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