Fifteen Minutes (Neon City, Book 2): Chapter One
At this point, there had been only one guy working in the lab, running frantically from the film processors to the printers and back again.
Running the Numbers
. :3 [center][b][u]running the numbers[/u][/b][/center] trina was about two thirds of the way through her morning jog when the music running through the auditory sub-processors set into the cartilage of her inner ears ceased, and liia began to speak
Of Two Minds: On Two Species
Pretending to be two people, to battle in my own mind, on paper... or a word processor, as it were." "moving back to the subject at hand--animal sex." "it's alien, and at the same time, parallels human sex.
Little Emotional Feelers
He went to the food processor and asked for some water. and some cornbread. asking, "why'd you have to babysit, anyway? couldn't they get someone else?" "they asked me. i said yes. i wanted to do it."
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I'm going to need tools to go around the processor." "gerald, where are they?" he didn't want to ask for a location ping, he was terrified of seeing they were too far.
Jordan
It's only been invented recently, and in order to push sales, they're giving out specially modified neuro net processors in a type of lottery. if you win the lottery, you get a free processor, including the surgery needed to implant it. isn't that cool?"
A Guys' Night
He needed to get a new processor for his pc. 1.9ghz was starting to get a little out dated... he looked back at his tv when the music started and pressed the start button, continuing his corruption of peace.
Prison On Paper
Sorry for letting my inner loonie wander around on a keyboard with a word processor. demon child you knew a place we could be together still emotions forge a prison keep me locked away from you warmth.
Prisoners of War – Like People
"you definitely need to have that central processor of yours checked, someone must've installed an asshole program while you were recharging," the lion snuffled.
Orbital Relief
Trone grabbed his meal hot from the processor and sat down on the sofa, giving the play command. the three-dimensional holograph jumped up in the centre of the room. it was showing a very simple menu screen with two options.
The Swaying Doll
The processors that were controlling her movements, the programs that listed what dance moves that came next, none of them came from her. she wasn't the one that got to decide how she moved.
Procession
"their processors just stop working one day?" "yes," mary said rather solemnly. "everything's mechanically sound, but nothing runs. working body, no life.