Off the Books (Otherwise Untitled)

~ "you're going to take me to the synth you've got wired into the control node."

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There Goes the Neighborhood: Concept and Explanations

The first synth. 2. the synth the first machines created something, a new species, a divergent path to walk. these beings, known as synth's by humanity, were a perfect, technological copy of a human being.

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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.

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Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 4

_the synths hate the bressis and the bressis hate the synths. it's an age-old rivalry of sorts.

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The Bashful Bee

synths are by vader-san posted using postybirb # the bashful bee ## by thecrafters001 featuring: bronze the synth sythe the synth i'm shaking, mostly out of nervousness...

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The Synth King

The voices accepted the new consciousness into their fold, travis didn't matter, all that mattered was the collective of the synth, the synth drag.

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Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 5

She didn't know what it was, but anything provided by the synths to other races was always held in a highly suspect regard and with good reason.

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Genetic Children-Log 21 - Mythos.

Further into the room, past the empty synth tank suspended in a complex web of wires and tubes, visibly pulsing with energy, was mythos. his project was out of the tank. she looked just like tacita from his dreams.

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Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 14

The synth nanites were starting to take an interest in his heart, ''sonja may be many things, but she's only a fool once a year..."

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Stolen Ribbons (Otherwise Untitled)

~ the synth nodded, tapping the third place ribbon he'd pinned to his chest. "i kept up with the results, yes."

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A New Job - Part 3

The lavender and purple goo them spread out across his body, encasing all they grey-plates whilst leaving his synth-muscles clear.

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adrift

A small horror snippet of a synth lost in space the cosmos was a large, empty place. one had to keep their wits about them in order to survive. unfortunately, wits were rather hard to come by nowadays.

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