the weather on Aut is very unpredictable due to thousands of years of pollution. sometimes it won't snow for a decade, other times the planet can become a tundra for just as long. the inhabitants of Aut adapt either way. (I made this before spring started when it was still snowy)
under the ever watchful electronic eyes of the autocracy of solar system gold, Maib and their gang of misfits, rebels, criminals and outcasts slowly build up a rebellion one fed up faulty cyborg at a time. stuck on the outskirts of a heavily altered reality, the rebellion tries their best to pull away the veil of digital denial from the eyes of their lost people to reveal the problems they had all but forgotten.
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