I'm boooooooooooooooooored.
Mar. 9th, 2003 01:36 amIt says something unfortunate about how depressing life has become that I am reduced to THIS. Pouring out my sorrows and ennui in a bathetic display on a computer system administered by MORTALS. Oh, the humiliation. Oh, the pain of it all.
The hell with it. I need an audience. It takes a big entity to admit his needs, and I am a *very*... big... entity, if ya know what I mean (and I think you do... wink wink nudge nudge, hey wot?) Very well, then, I admit it. I'M GOING MAD!!!!! I've had no one to talk to but other Q for centuries, and ... how shall I put this politely... we haven't had anything worth saying to one another in... well, more time than your pitiful mortal minds can imagine.
So here I am. Entertain me!
The hell with it. I need an audience. It takes a big entity to admit his needs, and I am a *very*... big... entity, if ya know what I mean (and I think you do... wink wink nudge nudge, hey wot?) Very well, then, I admit it. I'M GOING MAD!!!!! I've had no one to talk to but other Q for centuries, and ... how shall I put this politely... we haven't had anything worth saying to one another in... well, more time than your pitiful mortal minds can imagine.
So here I am. Entertain me!
What *right*?
Date: 2003-03-19 05:32 am (UTC)As for helping the universe... suuuuuure, because *you* go around using your great technologies to uplift poor benighted lesser species out of the gutter of their pre-warp misery all the time. Oh, wait, there's this thing called the Prime Directive, so no, you don't. Did it ever enter your puny human brain that we Q have a similar directive in place? That we choose who we help very carefully? And that if we went around willy-nilly using our powers to be good and benevolent and nifty all the time, everyone would end up worshiping us, and then they'd start killing each other over whether or not we really *meant* it when we said they shouldn't eat the fish on their planet? So, if we actually do help someone out, generally, they won't know it?
I'd like you to consider that you, personally, have gotten involved in so many temporal anomalies even I don't feel like counting them all. Poor boring Nerys has been involved in three or four. Kathy, pff! Her whole life is a temporal anomaly. Only three crews in your precious Federation (okay, technically Nerys is not Federation, but Feddies were involved in the temp anomalies she was)... multiply that by the number of crews there are out there, and then ask yourself: why is your timeline stable?
Food for thought.
Re: What *right*?
Date: 2003-03-19 09:17 am (UTC)As for our dealings with temporal anomolies, how many of them were caused by you or your kind (need I mention Trelaine? He was planting obsticals in the path of human beings even back in Kirk's days on the Enterprise).
So, yes Q, indeed *what* right?! -- Jean Luc
Re: What *right*?
Date: 2003-03-19 10:06 am (UTC)However, the vast majority of temporal anomalies your species has become involved with have had nothing to do with *any* Q, of any age. We clean up our own messes. You... well, you try, but you don't have the big picture.
I mean, let's get real. Kirk: went back in time to interfere with Gary Seven (who was a little snot and could have used more interference, if you ask me), went back in time to accidentally kidnap a pilot, went back in time to rescue *Whales*, went back in time because his doctor was on drugs, got involved with an alien species whose fun pastime it was to escape impending supernova by going to the past. You: got caught in a time loop, found Data's head in the 19th century, got frozen in the moment of a warp core breach, went back in time to stop the Borg from taking over your planet, and you know what, I'm already bored cataloguing it. Let's just point out that of the many temporal anomalies you personally have encountered, only two were caused by me, and in one I took great care, as I believe I pointed out, to make sure that the only aspect of the timeline you could make a difference to was your own life. And the other one was a test, and you passed it. Yay for you. I'm having second thoughts about that grade, though.
Don't even ask me about the Temporal Cold War. Humans and their enemy du jour are going to *deliberately* attempt to royally screw things up, are in fact doing so right at the moment back in the 22nd century, and you know what? You're all still here.
My point being. You've known me for thirteen of your years? And in all that time we have spent, I believe, a total of less than two weeks in each other's company. Counting that really horrible, horrible day I try to forget. I am billions of your years old, and on the basis of two weeks, you think you know me? It is to laugh.
Admittedly, no, I am not a font of benevolence. The Continuum found out the hard way that it is very, very bad to do nice things for people unless you're willing to do them all the time. You turn around for fifty years and when you come back they're having a holy war over a casual remark you made about bears being tasty. I'm selfish, and I do what I like. (Well, used to. I don't *like* babysitting, and I'm not just talking about my son now. Babysitting supposedly adult Q is even worse.) I have, in fact, done things far more horrible than you can easily imagine, long before you and I met, for fairly little reason by your standards. I have also done things you in your self-righteousness would deem horrible, lacking the bigger picture to know how many lives I was saving or how much evolutionary turmoil I was shortcutting.
Re: What *right*?
Date: 2003-03-19 10:06 am (UTC)And... has that Irumodic Syndrome kicked in already? You forgot what I've done for you that you *know* about since that one unselfish act:
- fixed your damn moon for you that you were whining so much about
- took Vash off your hands so she would stop hassling you
- kept your ship from being blown up and your first officer from becoming the love slave of a teenage Q who had no clue what she was doing (or any taste in men! bleah!)
- saved your life
- gave you an opportunity to purge some personal demons about your behavior at the Academy
- helped you with a test (which, I'll go on record again, WAS NOT MY IDEA)
- gave you a warning about a disease you *will* get if your incompetent excuse for a doctor doesn't do something about it
- gave you information about the future so you could keep from marrying said doctor and thus making the worst romantic mistake of your life and ruining one of your best friendships, AGAIN
I won't count giving Data a chuckle because that was direct quid pro quo.
So you know what? Lose the attitude, Johnny boy. It's gotten old, and I thought you had gotten over "Q, get off my ship" ages ago. I could be a *much* bigger asshole than I'm being right now, believe you me.
Re: What *right*?
Date: 2003-03-19 11:18 am (UTC)