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A voice suddenly boomed through the casino, drowning out the cacophony of slot machines and drunken cheers. "ATTENTIOOON PATRONS!" it roared. Spotlights flickered on, illuminating a hovering holographic projection of a presenter with a manic grin and a massive afro.
"A most GENEROUS surprise promotion, courtesy of the illustrious Tech-Guild of Zlatino!" he continued, his voice dripping with exaggerated enthusiasm. "Card tables, finish your final round! Slot jockeys, prepare yourselves! For a LIMITED TIME ONLY, every machine has been JACKPOTTED!"
The crowd erupted in a cacophony of cheers and shouts. Holographic fireworks crackled from projectors onto the roof. "That's right, folks!" his grin stretched even wider. "Tonight, you have the glorious chance to win one of five, top-of-the-line service Servitors from Zlatino! Just take a gander at these magnificent machines!"
A spotlight flickered on a platform near the entrance, revealing a line of immaculate, futuristic-looking Servitors, each brandishing a tray overflowing with glowing, multicolored shots.
"Free drinks for everyone! Served by these exquisite Zlatino Servitors! Remember, folks, when it comes to quality, there's only one name to trust: Zlatino!"
The holographic projection winked with a flourish before dissolving in a shower of digital confetti. The crowd, now thoroughly riled up, surged towards the slot machines, a collective roar echoing through the casino. You finished your hand, the "Big Brigade" table unceremoniously transformed into a vending stand overflowing with gaudy Zlatino merchandise. Upgrades for Servitors, fluids, replacement parts, everything.
Figured you might as well try your luck again. You weaved through the crowds, dodging flailing limbs and triumphant yells, to one of the few remaining slot machines. Even the games reflected the Platino takeover. Gone were the bolter-wielding Space Marines, replaced by chrome-plated Servitors washing dishes and watering plants. It was a welcome change from the relentless barrage of Imperial iconography. Maybe it was the proximity to the government building, you mused, that the casino was like that. You tossed some of your remaining credits, the Platino logo flashing on the screen, and prepared to tempt the fickle machine spirits for a chance to win a glorified metal waiter.
