Cutting

Among the Botans, reproduction is not just a private matter, but a personal one. The fact that they reproduce by cutting plays a large part in this: each Botan chooses for themselves whether or not to have descendants, how many, and when.

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Rake

'On every step, Krek the Swift walks on a rake which swings into his nose!'

'Yup. Yesterday he looked down on Elena the Curious; that's her telling him off.'

'So, what should he do?'

'Go and apologize to her. On all four, of course.'

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Transplanting

When the aliens landed on a dying Earth, we all imagined that they would start transplanting the dominant species elsewhere in the universe. Boy, were we disappointed when they took what remained of the platypuses and left.

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Fertilizer

We all know about baked clay golems, but they are not the only kind. Wood golems are less frequent though, for while they are in fact easier to assemble, not everyone is willing to rub them entirely every day with fertilizer.

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Moon

A good pilot can do a slingshot around the Moon by sight.

An excellent pilot can manage a double slingshot: Moon then Earth.

And then there's Foster.

Quadruple slingshot: Moon, Earth, Sun, then Venus.

No one else can pull it off.

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Planting

Wizards might take up planting rare species which, with proper care, will yield a unique and powerful potion.

Witches will go planting common, hardy species which, even with poor care, will provide food for a whole village.

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Flowering

I've always found the flowering season magical, what with the moorland bursting with colors and scents.

But I admit I am slightly put off that I am witnessing said season in the middle of nowhere in an area where only monkshood grows.

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Pot

'Er... R42, did I hear that right ? Did the man who works with you just call you a tin pot?'

'Exact.'

'You do not have to tolerate this, you know.'

'It is quite tolerable; all the more as it comes from a monkeybrain.'

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Marcotting

In Botan spaceships, the hull is made of bark fragments held together by a network of vines, the natural marcotting of which acts like a rivet. It should not protect from radiations, or even be airtight, yet it is.

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Intake

'My daily intake needs,' declared R42, 'are about a hundred and ten watt-hour of electricity, twenty-five milliliters of mineral lubricant, twelve milliliters of anionic cleaning fluid, and roughly thirty gigabytes of network traffic.'

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Germination

Beside the usual temperature, humidity, and soil acidity, the germination of dragon teeth also requires a hero stupid enough to wait passively for the skeletons to reach maturity, instead of mowing them all down come the first sprouts.

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Fruits

'So she cured him of hil ailment?'

'Yes.'

'And as payment, she asked for the power to ensure maturation in fruits?'

'No. That she can already do. What she asked for is the power to teach that power, as many people as she wants.'

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'My work,' said the Devil, 'consists in weeding your kind in order to eliminate the, well, weeds, and make room for the wheat. Oh, and suffer the complaints of those mightily surprised to be treated like the weeds they are.'

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Soil

"We vampires", sait Count Scarlat, "have a concept of the right of soil. That is to say, soil has power over us, of life and death, if I may say so. We are at its service. Thus, if you harm the soil, vampires will rise against you."

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Growth

The cultivation of Ents is not fundamentally different from that of other arboriform species, except in their case, music actually has an effect on their growth. That said, as surprising as it may seem, their favorite genre is death metal.

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Pruning

This whole fighting business is just a shtick. The truth is, even an adult Dragon's scales keep growing, and they regularly need some pruning, so we might as well make a show of it. Plus, the scale shavings sell pretty well.

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Nitrogen

It's one thing to know the working of atoms of carbon, hydrogen, oxygen, nitrogen and others; it's another entirely to understand how they all combine and form a sentient being.

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Seeds

'It is true,' said the Botan ambassador, 'that before the generalization of cutting, we did reproduce through, er, germination. But let's face it, this whole ... *seeds*... business was, well, disgusting.'

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Sunlight

"Elena the Curious chose to live here for of the climate. As she says, if she has to spend some nights running through the moor naked under the full moon, then it has to be made up for by afternoon naps in a deck chair, drenched in sunlight."

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