you have to get Bev really, really blazed for that to happen.
And to be clear, she’s the reason the replicators on the ship can’t make a good blunt. Except in engineering, and that’s just because they “accidentally forgot” to lock out one replicator in the auxillary engineering workshop on the starboard nacelle.
If you’re thinking, “HEY, but the nacelles can’t be manned during operation…”… That’s exactly what the engineers want you to believe.
My headcannon is that you can, in fact, go in the nacelles while they’re operating, and be perfectly safe, but starleet’s corps of engineers tells everyone else that the radiation would kill them so they can have their own, private little space. Like a secret engineers club. (but also, they can transport guests in and have parties without fear of somebody crashing it.)
the replicator in that space lacks the controls to prevent people from fabricating things that are of dubious legality. Like weed, which ordinarily wouldn’t be a problem, except Blazin Bev is a world class stoner; and that forced Picard to order it onto the forbiden list. the killjoy.
That’s what Beverly should have showed him how to do instead of tap dancing. She was supposedly good enough at it to be nicknamed The Crushinator
you have to get Bev really, really blazed for that to happen.
And to be clear, she’s the reason the replicators on the ship can’t make a good blunt. Except in engineering, and that’s just because they “accidentally forgot” to lock out one replicator in the auxillary engineering workshop on the starboard nacelle.
If you’re thinking, “HEY, but the nacelles can’t be manned during operation…”… That’s exactly what the engineers want you to believe.
hacking through a wheezing of coughs
Uh, don’t come in here! Uh… Radiation!
I have no idea what I just read, and it makes perfect sense!!
My headcannon is that you can, in fact, go in the nacelles while they’re operating, and be perfectly safe, but starleet’s corps of engineers tells everyone else that the radiation would kill them so they can have their own, private little space. Like a secret engineers club. (but also, they can transport guests in and have parties without fear of somebody crashing it.)
the replicator in that space lacks the controls to prevent people from fabricating things that are of dubious legality. Like weed, which ordinarily wouldn’t be a problem, except Blazin Bev is a world class stoner; and that forced Picard to order it onto the forbiden list. the killjoy.
The port nacelle is the grow, obviously.
Lots of “interesting” botanical specimens.
Is my new go-to phrase. Thank you