Aries: An unmarked door in a deep shaft. The floor is all pipes and wires. Makeshift amenities make this little nook the closest thing to home.
Taurus: What once could have been a cramped, bare town. What was once a guardian probes the streets from above with a great spotlight, quick to pick off anything that moves.
Gemini: Someone in the garb of the old aristocracy. Their equipment is wretchedly aged and repaired by hand. It would look pathetic, but in this case is a mark of tenacity.
Cancer: The thing that watches over the prison transport ships. It used to be two things but now they share a spine.
Leo: The massive sewer systems are still spotless, but none take permanent refuge there. The recycler swarms are too good at their job.
Virgo: Few can imagine the filth that collects at the lowest levels. All that filth has to judge us by is what seeps down from the ceilings.
Libra: Tales of a trio of tall figures building people out of scrap parts. They are only trying to help. They can put your bones to much much better use.
Scorpio: A massive, heavy, slow thing with an armored gut full of now meaningless currency. It strips seemingly random objects off corpses, adding them to its meaningless fortune.
Ophiuchus: When she awoke to see the infection had taken her shoulder she did the only sensible thing. She cut off her own head. She holds it by the hair in her left hand.
Sagittarius: These heavy industrial replicators are prone to overheating, warping their normally dexterous appendages into clumsy, gnarled fists.
Capricorn: Even the oldest residents didnt know what powered the great reactor until it tore itself from the cooling pool, spewing a sea of molten metal.
Aquarius: Seems like everyone nowadays is trying to build the perfect being. But something has to happen to the first drafts right?
Pisces: A congregation of puppets is still a congregation. Is worship still worship even if god is the one pulling the strings?
The Lost Signs:
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