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[void-botanist]

Find the word: old TFA edition

@sam-glade tagged me for this one with the words home, write, power, tiny. I'm going to leave this an open tag for the words garden, gold, gonna, and game.

All of these snippets are from defunct versions of TFA, but not the same one.

Home

When Anni knocked on the door, Zel was there almost immediately to let her in. Her apartment stank of hot corner-store grease. “Did you just eat?” Anni asked as Zel shut the door behind her. “Nope, I just got dinner.” She plopped down in the middle of her sofa, leaving room for Anni to join her at the near end. “Because of you, I get to eat fun food the first day Zalen visits instead of getting dragged to this one fancy restaurant he wants to go to.” “You’re welcome?” Zel laughed. “Thank you. It’ll be a much nicer evening just hanging around here anyway.” Her node buzzed on the coffee table and she checked it before saying anything else. “He’s like five minutes out.” When she put it down again, she smiled at Anni and shifted closer, putting a warm hand on Anni’s thigh. “But hello, how are you?” “A little nervous, but fine.” “Zalen’s gonna love you. And if he doesn’t, he can go the hell home and I’ll eat the cheese crunch myself.” That’s what the smell was.

Write

“If the community doesn’t want me to integrate,” he went on, “there is no point to me integrating with it. I shouldn’t be here, because I’m not going to get citizenship even if I stay here for a month.” He stood up, second guessing what he was about to say solely based on the action he was promising to perform. “I’ll sign.” As he descended the steps to the floor, Milo said, “There is nothing to sign yet. Not unless Vinnek already has an application ready to go.” “They do,” Ellery said, shaking his head. “You know it’ll be trivial to find nine other people to sign if it looks like you want this to happen.” “I don’t want to be here if nobody wants me here when they think about it,” Dez said as he reached the hot seats and received the link to the application Vinnek had just messaged him. It was a straightforward document that repeated everything they’d said in the meeting more clearly, and maybe more importantly, let him use the nice fancy signature he could do when he didn’t have to write it with his hand.

Power(ful)

At first it seemed like the sun would never do anything, and it would be this dim grey all day. Then there was a spread of pink and all at once, there it was, tiny and far away but powerful enough to set everything around it aflame with color. He searched it—the sun was in fact incredibly large, and unfathomably hot, and here he was so far separated from it that its warmth felt weak on his body and he could cover it with one hand. For the first time he had half an understanding of just how big the Lynkalynkan star system must be.

Tiny

I could have used the last one for tiny but I can't resist sharing Dez learning to play fantasy!Settlers of Catan by repeatedly losing to an eight-year-old

Regi proceeded to walk him through the setup of the game, which seemed simple enough. Then came a barrage of rules and exceptions that seemed totally arbitrary until he connected them all together, at which point he felt like an expert, and was convinced that he was going to win. But by the end of the game, he was left with a hand full of cards and Regi’s red pieces scattered intentionally across the board, completely stymying his very clever strategy. “This is usually when people give up and say this game is too hard,” they said, after announcing that they’d won. “Why, because you beat them?” “Yeah.” “Well, I’m going to keep playing until I learn all your tricks.” Regi grinned and started sweeping their pieces off the board. “I have a lot of tricks. Don’t think that just because you’re a computer you can use them all against me.” He grinned back. “Don’t think that just because I’m a computer I’m relying on learning your tricks.” Regi let out a tiny evil laugh. He reclaimed his pieces, put his cards back in the deck, and prepared to win. Five games and nearly three hours later, he’d won exactly once. Regi didn’t seem to be flagging in the least.