Project: Eternity - (1) Emergency Stations!
Scan for wreckage, i would prefer confirmation that the synth is dead,"
Starless
"synth-wood. i knew it." "think that's synth too?" ila asked, gesturing with bianca toward the room beyond. the foyer was impressive; the opera stage was astounding. row after row of plush seats, upholstered in red velvet and gilded with gold.
Those Bygone Dog-Star Days - Chapter 30 of 37
synths glissandoed a melody. lights spun and flashed as bodies twisted, shifted, slid, writhed under their multicolored spectrum. i stepped and swayed along with the beat doing my best to get lost in it.
Welcome New Citizen! - Introduction to the Cityverse
Some identity as synths, some as robotic or cybernetic, and many as other various terms. some have physical bodies, and some have no physical form at all! all are as equal as any other citizen.
Event Horizon
The levi's and paisley blouse she wore looked like the real thing, but anyone who touched the silken smoothness of the synth-weave garments might spot her as an outsider. nothing would come of it, but still... there were rules to follow.
Dawnbringers
The transports landed, 9 across at the port, disgorging reinforcements to aid the embittered combatants, hurrying to usher the civilians out to the safe confines of the synth-metal hulls.
Adventures of Kota Rello part 1
The synth an' 'xtraction 'quipment on'y jus' started back up, so we ain't got no water. hopef'ly we'll have 'nough by mornin' tuh flush da system an' load the tanks in port. now. i gotta go.
Timely rescue
I relied on the voice synth in the suit to make it passable female, i supplied the french of course. ".. and for these crimes she has been sentenced to death by burning at the stake." he nodded to someone at my side who leaned down.
Snowlit Dawn - Book 2 Chapter 5
The door to the office was the standard synth-wood paneling, with a holographic plaque next to it reading "141 - private interview room".
Synthesis
Synthesis (03/17/2018) I sit alone and stare at the wall, Their footsteps echo through the hall, Protests and their legislation, Have labeled me 'abomination', Red eyes welling with my tears, My body shivers from my fears, Termination...
Chapter 1: Fuzzy Feeling
His mom takes the syrup bottle from her sons hand and puts it in the cooling unit, and replaces it with some synthed butter.
Saying No Chapter 2
The air thrummed with heavy synths, heady scents, and sultry looks, and brahma felt right at home. his tail flicked to the beat, lashing, jumping, each and every step he took hit hardwood with the bass.