The Final Anomaly 15 - The Day Shall Come
Sitting on converted beds, their heads pressed back against the wall as the sounds of the great petrie rumbled underneath their feet, thrusters humming through the walls as they stared across the alien craft's interior with its dark-lit passages and smooth
Lunatic High
The only things that didn't blend in were the microscopes, culture flasks, culture mediums, and a few petri dishes that were scattered about the tops of the tables.
Brand New Drones
Private laboratory; liam saw clean white walls with a matching pristine white-tiled floor, black phenolic resin work tables with stainless steel supports, glass-doored storage cabinets stocked with an array of chemicals, test tubes, beakers, incubators, petri
Under the Ice 6 (Zootopia Fanfic)
Emptying the contents into a petri dish, she took half a dozen samples and set them into test tubes. then she set them to spinning in the centrifuge. after that she took a few more samples and put them in an analyzer.
Worth The Risk
"take a few petri dishes, infect the cell cultures with a sample from each vial, and see which ones don't develop the disease?
A New Beginning
The salazzle's eyes widened to near petri dish levels as she stared at rem. “i... i was abandoned in a pink and white carriage when i was really young. i don't remember a locket, but an old human lady does sound kind of familiar to me. in fact...
I'm Mew to This
She drew out a petri dish and filled it with a shallow pool of the ditto blood. once ready she placed it on the tray beneath her scanner and turned it on. that grid of lasers appeared and drew every bit of information that was in the blood and its dna.
Third Arc Zero Street: Chapter 12 and Epilogue
You could be seen as a god to a microscopic society that you brewed in a petri dish. you would provide them with food, nourishment, riches, land and whatever else you wanted or _they_ prayed for.
Little Slut Story
petrie asked. "hear what?" "bron and shorty are here."
Obedience Breeds the Alpha
Pouring the initial serum into a petri dish, dennis held his breath as he took his cure and held it over the juice, holding his breath as he prepared to pour it in...
The Meadow of Dreams ( Mr.Prism )
The thing just sat there and examined him with a look akin to a scientist observing a specimen in a petri dish. the thing's head had stabilized in appearance into the likeness of a wolf or a husky.
On the Payload
Despite having been down there a few times, the sight always impressed him--steaming beakers were around, lit bunsen burners, and tables that were lined with petri dishes and flasks. it smelled sanitary, like a hospital.