Q is not wrong.
To Boldly Go... (a Starfleet quest)
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Q is not wrong.
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- Germany
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I would have really liked to read that diatribe - how are humans endangering the life in this sector of the galaxy?
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- Australia
Arcadian Mentat: "Sure, we nearly blew up a sun, but you put Kirk on the bridge of a ship piled high with antimatter."
Sigh. Well, it's to be expected. Stuff like that is going to happen and keep happening as long as we've got a two front war and garrison levels are so low.
Before anyone complains, she is talking to a human captain. Well, at least the 10rp helps to make up for some of what we just spent on the Betazoids.
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That was, like, YEARS ago! We learned better! And did something! Next time we took an Andorian! FEMALE!
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Who was still as Kirk as you can be without being Kirk.
Nervos Belli
Don't think this means you've won!
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- Murica
Sure, you blow up a moon one time and everyone holds it against you.
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- Germany
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Slander! Unsupported vilification! Ehm, not that Kirk was vile, not at all.
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- Mid-Atlantic
The complainy part is where she only talks to human captains. What are the rest of the Federation, chopped liver?
Q: "What are you talking about, of course they a- ohhh right... I keep forgetting you guys can't invert gravity by blinking at it."Starfleet: STDs are reversible, black holes are not.
[No seriously Q forgot that in one episode where he was depowered]
Enterprise:
"Hey, it was one for the record books! I've been dropped on a lot of planetoids, but that was the only time I ever had a planetoid fall on me."
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- madison
on average yes, but it's the outliers that are the problem. The full menats who burn away everything but their curiosity to die achieving some grand theory and damn the consequences are going to kill a world eventually if not brought to heel.
Thors_Alumni
Proud member of Thors Class VII from Liberl
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I have a question for you guys. How would I go about adding a couple of characters of my own creation into the Quest? And what would I have to do with them?
A ship piled high with antimatter may ruin a world, but a sun that explodes ruins every world in a 100 light year radius at minimum.
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...You write a story that shows them doing something. If it's not a lame story, people will just sort of quietly add your characters to the giant list o' quest people
No seriously, that's how I do it, and I've got a character who's practically an OC promoted to head of a shipyard by now.
[Leslie is a canon character, but only because they needed a name for that extra who kept playing a redshirt in the background so many times that he actually appears in more episodes than Sulu or Chekov. He has no personality and almost no dialogue in TOS, only experiences- what I did was try to turn those experiences into a personality]
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Chaos Blade
Procrastinating Writer
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Wasn't the issue Q wanted to change some universal constant to do a quick fix of a problem?
Random Member
Gardener of Human Happiness
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Change the gravitational constant of the universe to alter the mass of an asteroid.
I can't believe I missed this the first time around
Thors_Alumni
Proud member of Thors Class VII from Liberl
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- Liberl Zemuria.
2314.Q1 Starfleet Academy -Fourth Year Dormitory.
The Academy was interesting for Cadet John Clark. His days were full of studying and other school related projects which left him with precious little free time. Which was why he was planning on spending his rare free days out touring the city. As he was leaving there was a knock on his door. "Come!" He called out as he picked up his day pack for the trip.
When the door opening in walked one of his closest friends at the academy. An Andorian named Oren Th'Vollil "You Ready to go?" Oren asked with a grin. John smirked in response. "Yep" he responded. Oren then stepped aside to let John pass by and then closed the door behind him as he followed John out into the hall..
An hour later John and Oren were standing at one of the locations that John has been planning on showing Oren. "So what is so special about Pier 39 Oren asked with a raised eyebrow. John grinned at Oren and then pointed in the direction of the Pier. "See those?" he asked rhetorically. "Do you mean the animals lying on the Pier? Yes I see them." Oren responded looking a little confused.
Josh grinned even harder then launched into an explanation about what the creatures were and why they were there. Oh he was going to have fun showing Him around San Francisco today.
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2314.Q1 USS Bon Vivant NCC 1621
Lieutenant Mark Sachiko was annoyed. After yet another Red Alert drill to train the crew to respond to emergencies he had found to his frustration that some of the crew were wasting precious time in getting to their red alert stations. which was why he was now writing a full report for the captain with suggestions on how to correct the problem among the men and woman of his department.
With the tensions as bad as they were with the Licori and the approaching war with Cardassians that everyone knew was coming any wasted time getting to their stations could mean the difference between the survival of the ship and total destruction. He shook his head and got back to work on the report. When the Time came he and his department would be ready for what ever came. come hell or high water they would be ready.
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Its not much but its a start. So let me know how I did and I hope one of these guys passes the mark.
The Academy was interesting for Cadet John Clark. His days were full of studying and other school related projects which left him with precious little free time. Which was why he was planning on spending his rare free days out touring the city. As he was leaving there was a knock on his door. "Come!" He called out as he picked up his day pack for the trip.
When the door opening in walked one of his closest friends at the academy. An Andorian named Oren Th'Vollil "You Ready to go?" Oren asked with a grin. John smirked in response. "Yep" he responded. Oren then stepped aside to let John pass by and then closed the door behind him as he followed John out into the hall..
An hour later John and Oren were standing at one of the locations that John has been planning on showing Oren. "So what is so special about Pier 39 Oren asked with a raised eyebrow. John grinned at Oren and then pointed in the direction of the Pier. "See those?" he asked rhetorically. "Do you mean the animals lying on the Pier? Yes I see them." Oren responded looking a little confused.
Josh grinned even harder then launched into an explanation about what the creatures were and why they were there. Oh he was going to have fun showing Him around San Francisco today.
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2314.Q1 USS Bon Vivant NCC 1621
Lieutenant Mark Sachiko was annoyed. After yet another Red Alert drill to train the crew to respond to emergencies he had found to his frustration that some of the crew were wasting precious time in getting to their red alert stations. which was why he was now writing a full report for the captain with suggestions on how to correct the problem among the men and woman of his department.
With the tensions as bad as they were with the Licori and the approaching war with Cardassians that everyone knew was coming any wasted time getting to their stations could mean the difference between the survival of the ship and total destruction. He shook his head and got back to work on the report. When the Time came he and his department would be ready for what ever came. come hell or high water they would be ready.
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Its not much but its a start. So let me know how I did and I hope one of these guys passes the mark.
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Yes, but to be honest the Federation's mission 'Seek out new life and new civilizations' tends to go with a side order of 'A space-time anomaly? I have no idea how that works! Let's poke it with a stick and see what happens!" Most people actively avoid that kind of thing, the Federation usually attempts to study it and the results can be dire. Depending on perspective, that could be considered as or more reckless than the mentats- a mundane supernova, even if artificially ignited, is probably of less concern to the Q than a temporal rift.
Let's not forget the reboot of Trek and split timeline is basically due to the Federation dicking around with things they don't completely understand.
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Omake - Qute and the Space-Time Vortex - Briefvoice
Qute and the Space-Time Vortex
See this log.
"I am doing you a favor," insisted the omnipotent energy being.
Captain Langa Mbeki counted off runs and wickets in his head to calm himself before responding. "You're keeping us prisoner. I can't force you to release us, Q, but I can dispute your statements. This is no favor."
"Oh but it is! This vortex could easily afford you a year of research that will yield a great deal of insight, if I must dignify it with that term, into the nature of space and time. Research that your people would not find easy to replicate elsewhere. As dear Michel swears up and down to me, your Starfleet is all about peaceful exploration and research. Therefore I'm giving you what you really want while unburdening your conscience. It's not your fault you're ducking out on this nasty little war; that meddler Q is keeping you prisoner... in a place where you would want to be if you really had a choice," said Q in satisfaction.
They had been going around and around on this for minutes, standing in the shuttle bay from which the modified photon torpedo had been launched only a short while before.
"And now to leave you to it," said Q raising one hand and preparing fingers for a snap.
Langa started in alarm. Argument was one thing, but if Q disappeared on them the Odyssey really would be stuck.
"Wait-" he began, not sure where he was going to go in finishing the statement. To his surprise, a loop of cable settled around Q's shoulders and pulled tight, forcing her arms down. He and Q both turned and looked towards the hands on the other end of the cable, Lieutenant Appel.
"Applejack, did you just lasso me?" asked Q with an expression of faint disbelief on her face.
"I reckon it's fair game, seeing as how you lassoed us," replied the lieutenant. "And don't call me that!" she added a second later.
"The same in every dimension," said Q softly. Suddenly the cable lasso was missing, and Q's outfit had changed to that of a rancher. "Jacqueline, can't you see I'm taking this here opportunity to help you?"
"Opportunity? What do you even mean by that? You seem to have the power to freeze the Odyssey any time you like," broke in Mbeki's Tellarite first officer Commander Crulam Nam.
"The power, but not the authority. We have rules in the Continuum. Can't go around helping lesser species out willy-nilly. I wouldn't say it's our prime directive, but it is an agreement."
Captain Mbeki had a moment of revelation. "But this is the opposite of helping us. So by sabotaging us, you're not in violation of your... agreement."
"Technical compliance, the best kind of compliance. Q doesn't look so closely at these vortexes anyway... too blendy." Q pulled down her wide-brimmed hat down rakishly, hiding her eyes. "I didn't enjoy watching that beat up old planetary defense system destroy the Miracht, Langa. I know it hurt our mutual friend Michel."
Mbeki pulled the hat back up. "If this is some attempt to ease feelings of guilt to Commodore Thuir for not protecting the Miracht, then.... then it's probably going to greatly disturb Michel to know that you spend that much time thinking about him."
"It's only because he thinks about me all the time. But such sorrow, love between human and Q can never be," said Q.
There was a long pause from everyone present. "Only a joke." Pause. "Maybe," said Q.
Mbeki attempted to get the conversation back on track. "Other issues aside, the mentats of the Arcadian Empire pose a real danger to life in this corner of the galaxy. That includes the friends and family and homes of everyone on this ship. We can't sit in the corner and let this danger to the galaxy go unanswered."
"Really Langa. As if humans are much better. You send out these ships on Five Year Missions to recklessly poke every corner of space and time you can locate. Do you think one of them won't poke back someday? Haven't you had experience with being poked back? And I promise you, the return poking can get much worse than that." Suddenly Q was holding a hot branding iron with 'Mass Destruction' in red hot letters at the end of it. She thrust it dangerously at Mbeki, forcing him to take a step back.
"We risk ourselves. We don't play games with the lives of tens of billions," answered Mbkei.
"Yes, yes, Michel always promises me that you humans are trying so hard to be responsible," said Q, looking sour like she knew she was losing the argument.
Commander Nam demanded, "Q, why do you keep talking about humans this, humans that? The Federation has a Caitian President. I'm not human. Lt. Commander Haran over there isn't human. The Federation is more than humans, you know!"
Q rolled her eyes. "Do you want the answer you won't understand in the slightest, or a lie that's true enough and that you can at least vaguely comprehend?"
"I-"
"From a meta-dimensional perspective you're all basically humans, my dear Tellarite. Even if you're a horse." For some odd reason she winked at Jacqueline.
"Yes, I know that made no sense to your limited 4th dimensional understanding. Fine. Then let's say that humans are the sociological heart of the United Federation of Planets, and when I say 'human' that's a shorthand for the common cultural convergence point you're all headed to in a mere millennium or so, assuming you survive. That's a convenient reason!"
"Are you going to let my ship go?" asked Captain Mbeki.
Q's rancher outfit winked out and she was back in the Starfleet Admiral's uniform she had started in. "Yes Langa. Or rather I'll unfreeze your torpedo and let you let your own ship go. To spoil the surprise, your photon torpedo stunt will work. Unlike this intervention, which as a being who exists in multiple temporal dimensions, of course I knew from the beginning this wasn't going to work."
"Then why do it?" asked the Captain.
"Because knowing doesn't exempt me from playing out my part. And at the very least, this forced you to justify your crusade against reckless science to me, and hence to yourself. You should be grateful."
Q bowed. "And now I take my leave. But really, do tell Michel to stop thinking about me all the time. When he thinks of me, I have to think of him. Hmmm. Yes, I'm nearly sure that's the proper order of cause and effect."
With that she vanished. There was a ripple through the air, and a screen beeped.
"Torpedo has resumed trajectory. Impact on core of vortex in 13.7 minutes," recited Lt. Commander Haran.
"Right. Let's get back to the bridge," ordered Captain Mbeki.
As they stood in the turbolift, Junior Lieutenant Appel hesitantly asked, "Sir?"
"Yes Lieutenant?"
"How are you going to log what just happened?"
"Well lieutenant, let's just say.... carefully. I'm going to log it with great care."
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- Australia
I'm not going to lie, the pony gags were pressing my willingness to threadmark it 
I'm not going to lie, the pony gags were pressing my willingness to threadmark it
I'll be good from now on, I swear.
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- Germany
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More good omakes? Yeah!I'll be good from now on, I swear.
While I appreciate you're really taking this by the reins, I think you need to get off your high horse, mr "an entire species of RWBY"I'm not going to lie, the pony gags were pressing my willingness to threadmark it
I think you really need to pony up some understanding
I think it really behooves you to consider the Dune you stand on
I think it's a bit of a stretch
saddle bridle neigh/nay buck gallop stirrup spurs
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Eddie Leslie:
"Langa, you did us all proud. Oh, and I was going to say we need to get that young lieutenant of yours back to Earth some day and introduce her to Texas, but now, for some reason, I'm worried that may cause some kind of wonky trans-universal rift or something. Maaaybe we'd better keep her and Texas apart."
That said...
[throws neutrionic bagel at Iron Wolf]
"Langa, you did us all proud. Oh, and I was going to say we need to get that young lieutenant of yours back to Earth some day and introduce her to Texas, but now, for some reason, I'm worried that may cause some kind of wonky trans-universal rift or something. Maaaybe we'd better keep her and Texas apart."
I am utterly, utterly indifferent to My Little Pony in all its forms. But I liked the gags in this piece, because they were subtle. And frankly, Q wasn't being any more mysterious and inscrutable to Lt. Appel than to anyone else on our crew. Just differently inscrutable.I'm not going to lie, the pony gags were pressing my willingness to threadmark it
That said...
[throws neutrionic bagel at Iron Wolf]