Hole in the Wall: The Little Things. Chapter Two.
Boats could only safely go one way and would have to be deconstructed, recycled and rebuilt before being able to reuse them. thus, their ever-budding friendship with those who could fly allowed the exchange of goods to be far easier.
A fox wants to meet his bunny neighbor
I had recycled the name from the previous story back when it was on hiatus. feel free to leave feedback! posted using postybirb five hundred channels, and never anything good to watch.
Paladin: A New Era in Fighting Evil
There were several tables in the center of the room as well lined with various devices, transmitters, replacement parts wires, and scrap parts that need to be recycled. the others were knives of varying sizes, but the symbols were all the same.
Chapter 1: Fuzzy Feeling
Everything is recycled on this colony and their ships. so any material can be made, they were the lower middle class, so they were not fortunate enough to have a synthesizer. the more upper class wealth had such luxury.
Cosmic Stars - Chapter Seventeen
The ships had great recycling capacities but they were supplied to last the battle at the black line, not an extended voyage to last for more than nine months. the sounds of one of the other wolves wake up drew her attention.
The First Human
They each took a breath of un-recycled air into their lungs, ignoring the tangible dust of the habitat. john spoke, taking time to breath between words. "ranky." "yea."
Hell on Earth. Chapter 22
I reckon heaven has the same processing system that hell does, same paperwork, same soul recycling. just different dress code. maybe no burning pit..." rave stopped, "wait! we got all the hidden thingies for the science lab quest!"
7 Year Journey
"what is naval intelligence doing, on a starship, which has been supposedly scrapped and recycled, in the hands of the hegemony?" he looked puzzled. "you didn't read the infor..." she cut him off. "yes i did. and i will forward it to hq.
Haunted Hypno #1: Beginnings
Grovyle never cared about being indoors, the lack of sunlight felt stifling, as if he was breathing a room of recycled and just safe enough air. even the moonlight was enough for him to feel nourished, well on a full moon at the very least.
Home
He couldn't understand the kids who just threw them into the recycling bin on their way out the door.
Coell Universe - Space Rescue
The pressure stable, he then used his lungs to breathe for her, internal systems recycling the air with ease, hardly needing to use much of his emergency oxygen supply.
Abandoned Story - Virtual Story WIP
You'd be maintaining a life for a fraction of resources, bathing their brain in cheap recyclable nutrients that didn't tax the existing food supply. arguable, you could achieve a much higher quality of life in soft space than hard space.