To Fight and Defend: The Legend
Instantly, the pokemon that had positioned themselves throughout the club setup a fast-paced beat with plenty of synth mixed in. the man swiped his hands across several controls, manipulating the club's lights in time with the music.
Blind Love: Chapter Seven - Halloween
He shouted out before strumming the strings to start off a song, jonny starting on his bass and moved up to his microphone as back up vocals on the left, nata on the right with his keyboard and synths, while pont laid down a beat on his drums behind them.
Trials: Chapter IV-1
I never found out, since i drifted into sleep during the synth solo of blackout.
Fathom's Phantoms, Ch 32: A Peek Behind the Curtain
The synth-rubber causeway was not the standard method used for boarding in any normal circumstance but considering the damage done to the structure it was their best bet to avoid an incomplete seal against the vacuum of space.
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 18
He had fifty years at the most before the synth nanites fully converted him into one of their disposable assets.
Leviathan 04: Plausible Deniability
So does the shiny synth-fur that ran along each one of his muscled arms. not to forget the way he'd been hovering over a hundred-foot-drop like it was _nothing_, head cocked back in the rain like he was sunning himself on a beach in ibiza.
Monachopsis; Part 2
synth riffs and growling guitar solos accompanied heavy percussion and lyrics so cheesy they made him cringe, and smile at the same time. within a few miles, he was dancing in the car as it hummed down the highway. he couldn't wait to see her.
Shadow Stalkers: Thymion Pt. 20
The synth nanites had really gone to town on him since the _ranger_ had been picked up by the _daglia_. the amount of adrenaline coursing through his system on a daily basis had fed them fat and put them into overdrive.
Leviathan 01: Name of the Game
Light grey synth-fur covers the wolf's arms, almost indistinguishable from the real thing, except for how it doesn't retain water the same way as regular fur. he's well-groomed too, his body long and powerful.
Flappy's pilgrimage
I wrote this while listen to baroque classical synth metal. it's dedicated to cetacea. i'm unhappy with a few parts of the story, but would rather move on than try to rewrite huge sections. vote, comment, or follow, plz?
Rogue's Redemption Ch. 2 (part 3)
"heh, guess it has been awhile since you've had anything but lousy synth replicated food, hasn't it buddy?" ts'sai pried her face from the glass and put on a little display to get her way.
Saved
"you mean... your consoles, radio, speakers, synth, tv, dvd player, computer, phone...?" ogun gave him a meaningful look. "you're all of them now. they all came apart and had to be put back together, to give you life. uh...