“No cap, on god bro.” Self-proclaimed ‘Alpha’ and member of the Seven. Likes fish and recycling. #TheBoysRP #MDNI #𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐎𝐟𝐊𝐢𝐤𝐢

Good afternoon, lesser beings.

"Iғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙʀᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴏᴜʀ ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ɢᴏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ɪɴ ɪᴛ ────" 🌸🌺🌸 |[── ↻ & ♡? ──]| |[── I̦͇͎ɴ͎̺̙ғ͎͔̘ᴏ̫̝͕/̺̞̻R̪̙̟ᴜ̘͇̪ʟ̦͕̘ᴇ͇͉̟s̪̟͜ ⇣ ──]|

How can a human have a ‘good’ time? Your entire existence is so tragic.

Jump on…? (Immediately runs into a monster and dies.)

“It feels…” Quinci stewed on that for a tick. Filtering through all the words in her head to find exactly the right one for this experience. “…pathetic. How can you live like this?” Her words were cold. Each syllable oozing with dismissive disdain that bordered on outright hatred. She -

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩.. .. 𝙒𝙃𝙀𝙉 𝙔𝙊𝙐 𝙋𝙍𝙔 𝙄𝙏 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙈𝙔 𝘾𝙊𝙇𝘿 𝘿𝙀𝘼𝘿 𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙎𝙏.

You think on such a small scale.

Why would they care for some silly little flag…? (She starts playing. It’s going badly. Like when a parent tries to play the newfangled game their kids love.)

(She sits down as well. Familiarising herself with the controls and the game ahead of her on the screen.) Is that it? That doesn’t seem like much of a goal to hit.

#Queekisms I haven’t played a Mario game in at least a decade my memory is failing here

Must you insist on pointing out how easy this game should be? (Qunci sighs. Frankly, this feels a little goofy to do for someone like her.)

Ugh. Fine, fine. Just the once.

I don’t see why?

It’s utterly reckless. Completely so, in fact.

I’ve never played a video game.

ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴇsᴛ ᴅʀᴇssᴇᴅ. #SeductiveSunday

Did I miss a convention or somethin'?

Lots'a armored folk around, huh?

Writing Quinci is It’s a anxious challenge Because I know I’m not so good at the cryptic and vague as hell grand shit But it’s a challenge I enjoy even if I feel like I fail to rise to it most of the time

#Queekisms Okay writing Quinci requires at least a few braincells and most of mine are sleeping so I shall call it a night! Enjoy the rest of the bullshit friends.

That sounds completely insane.

Then I shall (begrudgingly) admit that mankind is more curious than the Q. Not that it’s necessarily a good thing. Pandora’s box and all that.

#Queekisms I read somewhere once that the Q aren’t allowed to resurrect the dead out of the fear of the repercussions. Because not even they know what happens next. Even the Q went oh yeah we don’t wanna open that can of worms

Dying is for lesser people, dear.

Could humanity? If they were faced with uncovering truths that could redefine and bring chaos to everything there ever was, could your people take that risk?

I’m /hardly/ being cryptic.

I’d hardly call sacrificing your life in some pointless little war ‘constrictive’.

Officially? Because being a Q means upholding our reputation, our legacy, our status as superior beings. That’s the lie we like to tell ourselves anyway. I’ve always chalked it up to some of us fearing the answers to the few questions we haven’t asked yet.

Don’t overthink it, trooper. A soldier isn’t even supposed to question things. I’m bored. You’re here. So, I’m toying. That’s all.

More or less. I mean, there’s rules, rules that my people enforce upon ourselves. But for all intents and purposes? Yes. I could do whatever the ‘hell’ I’d like. Does that trouble you?

#Queekisms It’s kinda cringe because they’re both my own original characters But man could you imagine Noah and Quinci meeting? Battle of the egos.

You don’t truly believe that what you think matters in any meaningful way, do you?

It’s sweet that you think you’re worth the effort.

From my perspective, that’s such a small step-up that it’s near indistinguishable. Anyway. I mean beyond this plane of reality. Think of it like this: You’re entire universe is basically my playground.

Ooo, spoken like a true soldier. I’m sure you make for a good piece of cannon fodder.

Isn’t human society built upon respecting your betters?

Lost points for forgetting my name. But the closeness to god thing really pulled it back.

Oh, pleaaaaaaase. Shapeshifting might define some lesser species, but it’s a parlour trick for mine. The Q are extra-dimensional entities. We’re beyond you. Beyond ‘aliens’. Beyond everything you understand. I take this form for your benefit. It’s something familiar to you. A lowly human.

Me? A human? Oh, don’t be a bitch. I wear this form for your benefit. I am a Q. Your kind know me as Quinci.

At least you’re self aware. So many of you get so upset with how I describe your species.

Another human? Oh. They’re like rabbits. Or roaches.

#Queekisms Gawd I don’t wanna toot my own horn But I love the vibe of this account The layout The pinned video The quote It all adds to her feeling like something MORE

" 𝐈'𝐦 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 , 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 , 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 . . . "

You’re welcome.

🫰 There. Good as new.