Overconfidence of Youth and Flame (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the phoenix slammed against the firm door, before looking back to the synth and the canister hissing into the closed room.
Mission Report (Otherwise Untitled)
Boss reached over to flick on his nightstand lamp, the synth turning around to face him. ~ the entire right half of the synth's face was torn open, and only glimmering fragments of the emotive display remained.
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.
Off the Books (Otherwise Untitled)
~ "you're going to take me to the synth you've got wired into the control node."
Risky Noodles (Otherwise Untitled)
~ The small restaurant was a dull rumble of noodles consumed and groups chatting. Bell, the baker landlord of Detective Clip, was happily nibbling on several fructose wafers. ~ "MRphf.. this place actually uses the real cobalt in the flavors. Most...
Recreational Voyage (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the synth replied with a somber nod, "what'd you learn, anyway?"
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.
Hull Breach (Otherwise Untitled)
#165 of short stories a synth working aboard a ship springs to action when matters go awry.
Mail Drop Temple (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the detective nibbled on a biscuit while the synth mumbled to himself for a short bit before he concluded. ~ "it's only fair, i suppose.
Industrial Model
Drom was aware of each and every one as he strode out of the synth lab, his hooves plodding evenly towards his forge. air flowed in through pumps in his chest, and then filled the pistons in his arm.
Disagreeable Relations (Otherwise Untitled)
~ an arm of brown stocky fur stretched out across the synth's chest as his wife's anger tessellated into a firm sentence, "he's in my family, by my choice and marriage.
Pages of Crime (Otherwise Untitled)
~ the synth turned his gaze of one and a half eyes to the lion of the group, "please be careful to not spill any, though.