𝓒𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓙𝓮𝓪𝓷 𝓛𝓾𝓬 𝓟𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓤𝓼𝓼 𝓔𝓷𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓮 1701-𝓔

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"There can be no justice so long as laws are absolute. Even life itself is an exercise in exceptions."

🪐Not New to StartTrek universe been in Since 07
🌌 Semi Canon portrayal of Captain Jean Luc Picard
🛰️Minors DNi
🔭STRP Any Gen
☄️Mun is 36 years of age
🌌C+B/OC
👨‍🚀#MVRP
🚀Ships with Beverly
🌌 L+RT=F

\\ Kid Q in the flesh!//

But no need to worry about all that, “Kid Q” said sitting next to them on the bed and reaching a hand out to touch her cheek.

My Name was Quinton Queenan.. But that was along time ago..”

Q said with a soft sigh

1980s and when I hit 17 I was diagnosed with a terminal cancer then I met Her, Miss Q, the woman who bullied her husband into giving me the power of The Q. making me a member of the continuum, Before the name kid Q came along

Kid Q raised a green eye brow,

“ my eyes? Change? I didn’t know they did, usually they just spin or rather slowly spiral outward like any other galaxy. They weren’t always this way ya know. I used to be human, I was born in San Francisco about 500 years ago in the

but now they were contacting and flaring and dancing in ways quite unnatural for stars.

He winks, all cheeky and full of shenanigans, but there’s something deep real deep as the small galaxy’s in each of his eyes began to twirl and rearrange them selves in ways Rayne had never seen them do, usually the small galaxies in each of Kid Q’s eyes spun and spiraled like all other galaxies

So, deservin’? Pffft. I ain’t one for deserve or don’t. I just know what I viddy, and I viddy you, and that’s why you get the Kid Q special, yeah? Every raz, every tick-tock of the old chas. Ain’t that just a horrorshow thought?”

givin’ the old yahama. That’s why I give ya the tolchocks of the slovos, why I nudge and poke—ain’t no fun if it’s all easy-peasy, right?

are ya? Nah, you got fire, real razdraz, makes a malchick like me take notice, makes me want to govoreet and rassoodock instead of just

ptitsas—same ol’ vonny cheena, all giggles and gloopy games. But you, oh you, my fine devotchka, you ain’t the same,

“ Oh? Well what say you we head somewhere that prying eyes can’t be found no where in sight and you slip out of those and into nothing, then we ave a bit o fun”

lapse.
No harm in a jest, a cheeky display,
Just a malenky fun, what do you say?”

Alright, govoreet clear and sloosh, my droog,
You want me to echo, like some gulliver’d goof?
Well, your luscious cal, a sight to behold,
And if there’s more on the table—well, bold.

A bit of the old chumble-wumble, perhaps,
If the viddy’s right, and time does

“Do I need to repeat myself?”

“Yes please”

𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯.

No malchick zaps at Kid Q's heart, With phasers aimed to make me smart. Retribution's dance is due, Now let's see what these Daleks do.”

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“Oh, my brothers, lend your glazzies here,
I've stashed two hundred Daleks near.
Aboard the Cyclops, they now reside,
For payback's sweet, I do confide.”

Lookin' 'round in awe, takin' it all in,
But *I’m* the real storm—you just *break* it, friend.
So puff that chest, stand proud and tall,
But remember—it's *me* who’ll make you fall!"

You’re a *magic axe?* Well, ain’t that cute,
Bet you swing hard... but I *cut deeper,* to boot!
Six-foot-five? Congrats, you’re tall and grand,
But size ain’t much when chaos is at *hand.*

*Poofs in right beside StormBreaker, arms crossed, head tilted with that infuriating grin*

"Ooooh, *look at you,* tall, shiny, and proud,
Walkin' in like you just dropped from a cloud!
'Big fan of your legs?'—yeah, I see the appeal,
But lemme tell ya, pal... *humble's* a better deal.

get outta hand?
Either way, I'm here for kicks and to jest,
'Cause chaos, my friend... is what I do *best.*"

*Grins, leans on a console—definitely not supposed to be touched.*
"Now... whatcha gonna do 'bout *me* bein’ here, huh?"

Now don’t get jumpy, no need to shout,
Just figured I’d swing by, *ruffle about.*
You called me *Loki?* Cute—I'll let it slide,
But my tricks, dear Marq, got more *bite* than pride!

So whatcha buildin’? Somethin’ grand?
Or just pressin' buttons 'til things

*Poofs in with a flourish, arms wide, grin sly*

"Well, well, well—look who’s hard at work,
Marq La Forge, with that trademark smirk!
Tappin' on consoles, twistin' them gears,
Bet you didn’t expect *me* to appear!

Kid Q said dismissing the fact that she actually thought him to be a teenager, though to other Q he was indeed a teenager

And I won’t get to that point for another couple thousand years. We are super slow, like only .5 of a second to one of your years so, when you turn 30 or whatever next year I’ll be five hundred years, 1 hours and 32 seconds old.. see how that works.”

Kid Q smiled and shook his head

“ studies? Really? I- I may be 17 or look and act 17, but you do realize I am well over five hundred years old, well in your years however we of the Q continuem we don’t exactly age.. well we stop aging after the body reaches the physical point of early 30s

Xl fRS kiddomc