Medicine, Art and an Ork Bierkeller

[andygates]

“I want to print bones of animals that never existed!” - et voila, bonemeal and binder and that's the sort of thing artists do.  Expect weird beauty over the coming months: fingery ribcages cradling pseudo-ossified impossible hearts and teratological ocarinas.

Now add the food printing from a couple of weeks ago, and load it with doner meat.  They haven't done meat yet, but that's only because they have taste and decency.  

Now, at last, I can realize the bar-fight scene from a uni Shadowrun game: an underground bierkeller full of orks and trolls, weird meat on the bone, vile beers, and bones hurled at the band (and the player-party) before breaking into a brawl.  Future: You are mine!