Cyborg Noodle Novels & Stories

My hoodie was covering my face from view and it gave me a sense of isolation and privacy, if that even made sense. A waiter came to take my order and I spent 3 whole minutes just going through the menu because nothing looked appetizing enough to eat. Goddamit stomach, make up your damned mind. Finally, I settled for a Bolognaise spaghetti and blanketed mozzarella with french fries on the side. What can I say? A girl’s gotta eat what a girl’s gotta eat.

I'm sure it has something to do with that silly new fancy cuff she had on her wrist. But now I felt her. I felt her hit the ground and her bone snapped. I saw Nuel shift through her eyes. I felt her inhale the cell eater. They called it the cell eater, though scholars of the old tongue named it Neurophaga. By sight, it is only a plant with purple leaves, kept caged in glass beneath violet lamps. But the moment it breathes air, its petals crumble and scatter, becoming a tide of vermin too small to fight, too hungry to resist.

Babybaby leapt on Shettima’s back as he rendered both of them intangible while a cyborg cat leaping for them crashed through them against another cat Orchid had frozen into popsicle. Omotola rolled under the swiping fist of a robot, clubbed at it with her wings, the electric charges from the contact sent it sailing through the air away from her towards Obiora who punched it to the ground with so much force the hall trembled, the lab have placed some flower pots along the hall from which Babybaby grew great vines that wrapped around a lone cyborg cat strangling it faster than it struggled, Orchid drew water from a nearby water tank she froze into sharp spikes that brought down nearby drones.

Well, guess she will be his knight in shiny armor and rescue the handsome in distress. She started walking towards him and she took off two drinks from a waiter's tray before she got up to him, "ladies huh? I have never seen pests bigger than them" she said the joke she had heard her brother and friends say often. She felt like she is a disgrace to womanhood by classifying them like that, after all, she is still a woman no matter what but she will think about that later because her joke, got her the attention of the man opposite her.

What was happening? Taking a deep breath and steadying herself for the experience that she was certain would emotionally repulse her, she nodded. “You’ll tell me about the cyborgs?” The A****n queen was careful to articulate her words. “I will answer one question. If it’s about the cyborgs, then, yes, I’ll answer it.” After a moment of deliberation, Kendra nodded. “Okay. Take your nibble.” Minerva smiled with satisfaction as she shifted Kendra’s body to allow her better access to her delicious looking breasts. After taking her time to position a breast in her hands so that the nipple stood proud and erect, she partook in her part of the deal.

"Eat up." Zoey turned and saw the spread of burgers, fried chicken, and golden fries still steaming hot. Cyrus had stockpiled the meals in bulk from major fast-food chains before everything collapsed. Thanks to the perfect preservation inside his pocket dimension, they were as fresh and warm as the day they were made. Her throat tightened, and she gave in. Grabbing a burger with both hands, she took a huge bite as tears pricked her eyes.

Leyland, gobbled his down while Sol kept her eyes on a Tea shop that was swarming with activity. Customers walked in and out as casual as it went, completely uncaring of the Triad gangsters in their midst. The 14K hung out on the outside, talking by their modded cars, sporting dragon tattoos and gang insignias on necks. Some of the members were cyborgs, modifications varied but nearly everyone had a brain CPU implant or some external augmented reality glass stuck to the side of their heads. All this was as clear as day to Sol, courtesy of her enhanced cybernetic eyes capable of zooming in at targets roughly at 100 feet.

Cyborg stepped forward and started connecting wires and hacking the system looking at every piece of information in the database. - Guinea pigs for genetic testing. – Said Cyborg. – Changing the genetic structure DNA duplication Cloning and chemical and viral research They are being tested. - They heard the rumbles and clinking far away and then again. - So these are the missing. - Martian Manhunter said looking around and then with a huge bang and a roar a crater was formed a door came running the Dark-Dragon's associates running. As they walked through the place, then came after them two immense creatures were gigantic monsters, each one of them regurgitating acid and hitting several guine

Caleb rumbled, kissing the top of her head, ignoring the strange looks they were getting from the heavily modified cyborg-cultivators around them. They reached the coordinates. It was a subterranean dive bar and back-alley clinic called The Broken Meridian. Heavy, thumping electronic music with a strange, hypnotic Daoist chant vibrated through the metal floorboards. Caleb pushed the heavy steel door open. The air inside was thick with blue synthetic smoke and the smell of burning coolant. Dozens of cyber-rogues sat in dimly lit booths, tweaking their mechanical limbs or downloading pirated martial-arts combat algorithms directly into their neural ports.

It was the first time she was seeing it face to face and she wished she hadn't because it was a monstrosity of a creation. The Chasen was a cyborg made of black metal and was as buff as the Hulk; half alien ogre and half machine. Its whole body was machine, including its left eye and part of its head, with metallic tubes coming out of the flesh of its exposed spine that attached to the other parts of its body, whilst the rest of it, its head, was flesh. It was dark brown in colour, had stitched up scars almost up everywhere and had four tusks protruding out of its mouth. Molly had the living daylights scared out of her, what was she looking at? There was a massive creature towering over her