Fathom's Phantoms, Ch 20: Great Impact
The neo-human woman looked around at the gathered security forces and pressed the button at the center of her ready-suit.
Fathom's Phantoms, Ch 6: Some Assembly Required
Finally, we also get to look in on the station's security commander, a neo-human named vanessa 3j. engineered during drc corp's "3j initiative", vanessa accepted the program as her surname.
Neo's Bio
neo says while giving his father a hug. neo gets into his truck and pulls out of the driveway. "bye dad." neo says while driving down the road.
Hybrid Yu-Gi-Oh Fanfic Season 9, Episode 11
Next i’ll bring back neos (2500 atk) in attack mode using skyscraper 2! neos appears. then i play neo-spacian grand mole (900 atk) in attack mode. grand mole, attack essedarii!
Prince Neo
However, neo was neo.
Chapter 22: Wolf's Mission
She said drying her tears, "neo would've been happy for you..." "neo? aunt chase, i was told that neo is still alive..." wolf said and she looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of shock and hope, tears flowing down her face again. "bu...
Neo 7th Division
neo 7th division eine yaoi bleach fanfiction/slash ~geschrieben von alex eagle mizuhara areku © alex eagle komamura sajin © tite kubo alle anderen erwähnten bleach-charaktere © tite kubo - vorwort: ich hab diese fanfiction von bleach
Asuka the toilet slut part 1
It was morning at neo tokyo 3. as she woke up, misato groaned while she rubbed her stomach. she felt that the yesterday's drinking was going to cost her heavily in the bathroom very soon. "my stomach is on fire...
Why The Good Always Suffer 3/3
Sin and the others tensed as the truck doors up front opened up and closed, signifying that they were at the pastoria city neo base. the tarp separated, a team neo grunt outside with an assault rifle at the ready.
Primal Passions: Issue # 7- Conspiracy Theory
That's roughly seventy-two neo-humans out of ninety-three initial recruits. odd for a program that was supposedly established to handle a neo-human population boom.
GMAD-27
“i'm stuck on board this lightless, floating coffin against a hyper-intelligent, deadly alien—armed with only a pistol, a flashlight, and a neo-leather vest—for the next month." i glimpsed over to the remains of the neo-leather captain's chair.
A ticklish situation
Crash struggled but he could not escape. He was lying on a table with his arms and legs strapped down. Another strap went across his waist ensuring he could not get free. His arms were tied above his head leaving his armpits exposed. "I hope you are...