Body Mods; The Wonders of Becoming a Rubber Wolf
Kaleb asked "no i think we should let them play" he said walking over to the machine inquiring on how to recycle the old latex "purging jell tanks" the machine beeped softly watching the clear jell drain out into their bathtub "it feels like water but thicker
Walls: Exodus 4 - Shield of Sophos
An entire planet recycled, as ordered." "that is _if_one can assume that their base-programming is still intact, which is far from certain." "i know, but our destruction isn't an option, so..." volkov said.
Supremacy Ch.8
He responded back while taking a seat at the captains chair, once everything was said and done, he removed his helmet fully, taking a long breath of recycled air. "eyes on the northstar, where are they taking her?"
A Dragon's Tale-The Star's Journey-Chapter 15-Remmy
There was a normal sized road that snaked throughout the village that was formed out of what looked like recycled asphalt. it had also been freshly lain, the smell still lofting in the air. i began to circle around the village, following the card.
The Storm Wolf: Gathering Clouds - chapter 6 Priestess - 6.2
I sent the neatly stacked dishes to the recycling station and wiped down the table. "i want to understand all of this better.
Fathom's Phantoms, Ch 15: Something Afoot
Between being given free reign of the recycling room and the majority of the electronic trash being pre-sorted, lydia got her work done with far less stress than she had originally expected.
Burning Mouse and the I.C.E. Snake
If just a little crack in the code was there, he knew he'd be deleted before even seeing the inside of a recycle bin. each cpu cycle felt like an eternity, meticulously combing over the bit of mail from a semi-known source.
Henry Rider and the NuYu Prescription: Chapter Twenty Eight
My horsebutt was still on the floor, but her grip crushed my windpipe like it was a soda can she was about to recycle. her paintmarks were glowing with a constant blood-red light now.
Walls: Exodus 26 - Rigged Dice
To recycle **everything** , and then end itself. on some level, you probably realize this, so you string everyone along... caught between this core directive, and an inherited instinct to keep living.
Voyages of the Mara: Arc 2 Chapter 1 Salvagers
Lights over the exits turned red, indicating the doors had locked to prevent the ship from depressurizing, while the air in the bay was drawn out and stored in the oxygen recycler.
Exodus "..Sly"
Spreading its arm wide as if to be say ta da as it took a bow the various chains swayed to the movements, "where all is thrown n' recycled". you've been looking down over the ledges edge at the rich luster of blackish oil.
Wind of Change: Chapter 8
"i thought dairyu has made it into h'jradan (kind of a recycled metal)!" "i don't know what you mean, but this old beauty suddenly appeared in front of me someday."