Challenge 868 - Simple beauty
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m_findlowTitle: Simple beauty
Character: Tosh
Author: m_findlow
Rating: PG
Length: 200 words
Length: 200 words
Content notes: None
Author notes: Written for Challenge 868 - Code at ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
torchwood100
torchwood100Summary: No one understands the beauty of code like Tosh. A double drabble.
Tosh loved a good bit of code. There was nothing more satisfying than demystifying the logical beauty of instructions that were intended to execute in a specific order, following specific rules, and undertaking specific tasks, over and over again, always producing the same outcome. It was an artform to be able to create such meticulous architecture. At least that was what she thought. The rest of the team referred to it as geek speak, gobbledegook and e-junk.
Of course, that was how she liked to romanticise it. When she couldn't work it out, because the code was using something other than base ten mathematics, alternated languages, or was just a pile of spaghetti code, it drove her crazy, trying to figure out what it did, or more to the point, what might be needed to get it working again. Every program had its own source code, and the person who’d written it, like handwriting or a painter’s artistic style, it was always different to interpret.
It wasn’t always easy, but someone had to decipher it, and no one was more qualified, or had the excess of patience and skill required, than Tosh.
At least computer code was safer than toasters.
Tosh loved a good bit of code. There was nothing more satisfying than demystifying the logical beauty of instructions that were intended to execute in a specific order, following specific rules, and undertaking specific tasks, over and over again, always producing the same outcome. It was an artform to be able to create such meticulous architecture. At least that was what she thought. The rest of the team referred to it as geek speak, gobbledegook and e-junk.
Of course, that was how she liked to romanticise it. When she couldn't work it out, because the code was using something other than base ten mathematics, alternated languages, or was just a pile of spaghetti code, it drove her crazy, trying to figure out what it did, or more to the point, what might be needed to get it working again. Every program had its own source code, and the person who’d written it, like handwriting or a painter’s artistic style, it was always different to interpret.
It wasn’t always easy, but someone had to decipher it, and no one was more qualified, or had the excess of patience and skill required, than Tosh.
At least computer code was safer than toasters.
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Date: 2025-06-08 11:40 am (UTC)