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@mapl3-syruppoetry.bsky.social Oct 6, 2026, 9:00 PM

OCTPOWRIMO 2026

Number 6

Tea, Earl Grey, Hot

☕️🖖🚀

The Enterprise-D needs a Health and Safety Inspection.

Requested by @pinkertonbyweezer.bsky.social

#OCTPOWRIMO2026 #octoberpoetrywritingmonth #teaEarlGreyhot #poetry #writer #iloveyouall

OCTPOWRIMO 2026-Number 6-Tea, Earl Grey, Hot-[1st Slide]:

"Replicator, this is the fourth time now
Either get it right or I do solemnly vow-!"

Captain Jean Luc Picard, his experience decorated
Insulted by a food machine, every word irritated

*SHHHHT*

"Captain, there appears to be a problem with the ship
Reports from Decks 1 through 11 state there to be a rip-"

Lieutenant Commander Data, grey and put together
Wires behind eyes, his thoughts' primary tether

"Not now, Data, I have business to attend to
Respectfully, can it wait until my order is through?"

Data tilts his head, into a puzzled expression
He always thought the Captain would avoid aggression

"Query, Captain. What does seem to be the matter?
You appear undone by that which serves a digital platter"

The Captain looks, then looks away
Seemingly unable to make his gaze stay

"No, I'm not alright, Data, honestly, I'm not
I want my tea, Earl Grey, nice and hot!"

They both look straight at the Replicator
Housed in the wall, showing the word 'Elevator'

OCTPOWRIMO 2026-Number 6-Tea, Earl Grey, Hot-[2nd Slide]:

"Captain, I do not mean to alarm you, but there is no Replicator in the Elevator shaft"
"I know that, Data, thank you, so why does it display it as if it is part of our craft?"

Then as soon as he asks, another walks in, holding a well dirtied jumper and a rubbish bin
"Captain, Lieutenant Commander, ye will wanna have a peek at this, we found it, half out, half in"
Miles O'Brien, Transporter Officer, doesn't just walk himself up the Bridge for a beer
He holds the reason, as the scanners come forth, acknowledging the loss of someone dear
"An ensign's uniform from Deck 7, Captain. This must be related to the reported rip in the wiring from Decks 1 through 11"
The Captain sharply stares into Data's calm eyes, dreading the link between his tea and this poor young boy sent to heaven

"We must go to the scene, where this child lost his life, to understand what can be done, to avoid further strife!"

Miles, Data and Picard arrive at the shaft to find it no longer responds to inputs, electrical charges, or manual override codes
Acting as if everything it once did is now entirely separate from what it does now, no longer an elevator, no up and down nodes

OCTPOWRIMO 2026-Number 6-Tea, Earl Grey, Hot-[3rd Slide]:

Data interacts at a blitzing pace, overtaking any code that attempts to spit in his face
He continues, for minutes, then all of a sudden stops and looks, deep into the panel's screen
"Query, O'Brien. If the nodes are no longer present here, then what are the chances that we are pressing the inputs to a separate machine?"
O'Brien ponders this idea with a scoff, his work as a Transport Officer makes him laugh at the thought of inputs being misplaced
"Well, Mr.Data, there's a few wee problems if that is the case. If this is a Replicator's panel, then wherever it's makin' will be-"
"DISGRACED, MR.O'BRIEN, UTTERLY RUINED! GET BACK INTO MY READY ROOM! AT ONCE! MAKE IT SO! ENGAGE THE PROBLEM! NOW! AND FOREVER!"

They enter together, in a difficult bind, through the one door, in an attempt to sever
But the liquid is bundling up with the carpet, hot and cold mixed into Earl Grey flavour
A bit of chicken, a leg of lamb, a side of gravy and unmitigated behaviour

"This is my doing...my indulgent desire...Starfleet needs a report...and we, a funeral pyre."

@gojirama1.bsky.social Sep 19, 2026, 7:08 PM

Time for a treat!
#TeaEarlGreyHot
#Chocolate