Meat mist
Had the weirdest fucking Star Trek themed dream. The TNG crew comes across an abandoned station, which 3d prints both warships, and crew. They figure out how to get it to just print a ship, so they think, but once the ship is done and they're on board inspecting it, it prints the crew via spraying what I can only describe as meat mist through the ventilation. The crew behave like defective machines (and seem to hold their thought programming in tape reels, which they plug into the ship's computers as they're assembled) but are clearly organic. It turns out the reason why the station, and the planet it orbits are abandoned, is that the crew it prints are liable to committing war crimes (according to logs on the station about why the project was cancelled), and had exterminated the planet of their creators in a fit of madness (or maybe cos they knew they were getting shut down). Can't remember how it ends, had to get up to go for a piss at that point.
