Bacon Bits: I Couldn't Even if I Fried
The fire surging under the metal barely more than hot to the synth's flesh. the lid kept him from escape so he sat trying to keep calm. the darting tail still gave away internal thoughts. odd for a synth.
Day 19 - Hacked
"how do i know this synth-enslaver platform is worth the price i'm paying? you're welcome to try our free trial for up to two weeks! you can see the full extent of the control it has." bhijn's eyes crossed. "restrictions apply.
Recreational Voyage (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the synth replied with a somber nod, "what'd you learn, anyway?"
Virtually Real Chapter 71: Taking Time Out
The cloth bent light rather than using holographics so it was still effective, even against synths. i'd practiced this with dash so i knew the pink synth wouldn't hear my approach.
Genetic Children-Log 07- They found us!
The opportune time to input the data was at week 14 in a normal human pregnancy, after just a few hours in synth the foetus was at this stage already.
Conclusions (Otherwise Untitled)
#201 of short stories a synth considers and concludes. ~ the synth could only hear what was felt amongst the frame of the ship and up through their seat.
Hull Breach (Otherwise Untitled)
#165 of short stories a synth working aboard a ship springs to action when matters go awry.
Mail Drop Temple (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the detective nibbled on a biscuit while the synth mumbled to himself for a short bit before he concluded. ~ "it's only fair, i suppose.
Disagreeable Relations (Otherwise Untitled)
~ an arm of brown stocky fur stretched out across the synth's chest as his wife's anger tessellated into a firm sentence, "he's in my family, by my choice and marriage.
A White Elephant Variant P2
"are you turning into a synth?" "what's a synth?" a jakkai female who had introduced themselves as xena asked.
Betting on the Favorite
He briefly recognized something very strange was going on before the synth dragon heard something from a voice that said the test was ready to begin.
Industrial Model
Drom was aware of each and every one as he strode out of the synth lab, his hooves plodding evenly towards his forge. air flowed in through pumps in his chest, and then filled the pistons in his arm.