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CH22- ELIN

Recently publicized data shows Jackal Hunter viewership tanking

Can Jackal Hunter recover from the PR blow?

Diogenes is quietly napping on my lap.

I find it silly how just now the fans are upset with the show, after years of similar content.

"Contentment is such a fickle animal, isn't it, Diogenes?" I whisper, petting him on his head. "Fickle, just like you."

His nose twitches, and he leaps off my lap to his bowl, sitting afront, poising himself and looking at me.

"As fickle as your appetite," I reach over to the bag of bulk nuggets.

Perhaps it's to our benefit he doesn't know, or care what they're made of.

~~

"Lines of homeless await food at the soup kitchen, now no longer able to fit inside."

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"Elin's in her high tower, or wherever the hell her hidey-hole is, and isn't doing enough to stop us from starving!"

One in the line begins banging a large wooden spoon on a pot, screaming something unintelligible, immediately tackled by MPs.

"After retrial of Cosworth, Hill, and Falk, Cosworth and Hill are now released, and Falk remains in UWWA custody. Little else is known of her sentence, but threat of copycats seem invisible at best, and omnipresent at worst."

"Rogue and errant 'animal rights groups' continue to make noise over the recent Jackal Hunter show, arguing that the show should stop to abate the Jackal threat and that the Defense Force should focus on 'defense' instead of 'grotesque television performances'."

"Opposition from the minority of civilian critics as well as the Defense Force itself argue that the show is a 'cultural icon' and elimination of it would cause Hedonia to lose sight of what lurks outside of the consistently-fortified Fence protecting Cauldron among other Nodes in Hedonia. 'It's about maintaining perspective', one anonymous contributor from the UWWADF states, 'out of sight, out of mind is often a fatal trap to fall into, especially in our line of duty as well as for the average Heodnian.'"

"In spite of that, humanity can only keep its eyes on so many things, and one can only keep her eyes on one object at any given moment," I mutter, pinging both Lieutenant Chuji and FABIAN. "Well done to both of you with the adjustments to the news."

"Yes, Mother," Chuji replies.

"Is Falk removed from Cauldron?"

"Indeed."

"All is done, that can be."

I look to my new MIRCS canvas. A vague, noisy image of some kind of beast attempts to appear, then shattering, dismissing itself from existence.