When the first excursions to space yielded success, it was only a matter of time before innovation took humanity as a species past the tethers of their own galaxy. Traversing the vast void of space, they searched for new planets— new worlds— to call home.

The move into space, the final frontier, had not been easy however; many of the new planets that had been discovered and colonized were rough and inhospitable.

It was quickly decided that the environment needed to be tamed, in order to support new life.

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Dear Miss Ysabel Martinez,

Congratulations!

We at AMARE are happy to inform you of your acceptance into our matchmaking program— in which eligible women seeking a new life out amongst Earth’s interstellar colonies are paired up with eligible men seeking spouses and companionship.

In order to ensure a harmonious match, courtesy of AMARE’s state-of-the-art algorithm, we require you to fill out the following information—

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Earth had a population problem.

Laws had been implemented in the past few years in order to temper the surge, resulting in strict population control. It was nigh impossible to get permission to have children without spending an exorbitant sum of money to have all the paperwork done.

As a result of this, those looking to start a family set their sights on the new colonies out in space.

It was not the most conventional means of settling down, but Ysabel— Yael— saw no harm in trying her luck.

It still felt strange to have to fill up the attached form with such intimate information of her life and person; the knowledge that AMARE’s services promoted procreation should have made it obvious, but Yael couldn’t keep herself from blushing as she filled in the blanks.

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Name: Ysabel Martinez

Occupation: Horticulturist (specialization in Arboriculture)

Age: 24 years old

Race: South American/Hispanic descent

Height: 5 foot 4 inches

Weight: 101 pounds

Bust/Hips/Waist: 41D/17/50

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Scrolling through the forms the matchmaking service had sent, the information they asked of her was fairly simple. Along with the results of her recent medical examination, and personal preferences, Yael needed to attach her most recent picture.

Yael complied everything the form required of her, and sent it off. The picture she’d attached had been taken only a few days earlier— Yael had picked out her prettiest dress. It was a shade of sunny yellow, sleeveless with thin straps, the hem tickling the tops of her knees. The dress complimented Yael’s caramel skin, and brought out the brown in her eyes, and the inky dark of her hair. Personally, Yael thought she looked great.

The algorithm would do most of the work for her, and now all that she could do was wait for a response.

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