this is the worst place someone could be ever



welcome to botany.

as one of the most laid back departments on the station, your job is to grow weed and tend to the bees. occasionally they'll cuddle with you and vomit up some honey, usually enriched with the nectar of your cannabis. of course you can grow other things, but cannabis can rarely sell on the market for a large amount of money, and that makes the quartermaster happy.

in your hand is an empty watering can, which can be refilled pretty easily at a nearby watertank (its just out of sight i promise). it can hold up to 120 units of water. in your satchel (which can't be seen, ever) is the following:

-produce satchel, which can hold up to 50 plants.
-a handheld seed fabricator, which is pretty rare around these parts. it'll dispense all kinds of seeds, but not as many as the full vending machine.
-a chainsaw. used to kill unsavory plants, including the more aggressive ones. it won't hold up in a fight with a human, so don't try.
-a bottle of atrazine, the standard weedkiller.

huh.



you walk over to the full-size seed fabricator. i guess you can choose what you want. to the left is a table with a box of beakers and a bottle of ammonia. to the right is a tray for planting stuff. what do you do, then?

you try to take out the produce satchel, but you can't. you have the watering can in your right hand.