Q (as LaToya Ferguson suggested for The Strain, obviously inspired by my humble self)

A Q show, you say? Finally Hollywood recognizes my talent! I may be a being of infinite power but even I know there is no business like the one you humans refer to as "show".

So, here we are at last, at the end of all things, the heat death of Star Trek, the long slow decline into the void that is the absence of Deep Space Nine. From here on out, all is decaying protons (and Voyager, and Enterprise, but of course protonic decay is much more interesting).

Cigars and Mariachi bands for all!

I thought I detected a minuscule disturbance in spacetime. The cheek of it! Pretending to be a Q. Your primitive mind could not even encompass one quadrillionth of the glories that the Universe has to offer a being of such perfection as my humble self. Now be off with you before I turn you all into Arcturan MegaSloths.

While I consider this the most femtoscopic of honors, I cannot help but think that they picked a rather unimaginative name when there are many names from among your primitive superstitions that would have been better suited to a miniscule weather system than a continuum of omnipotent beings existing beyond your…

While I consider this the most femtoscopic of honors, I cannot help but think that they picked a rather unimaginative name when there are many names from among your primitive superstitions that would have been better suited to a miniscule weather system than a continuum of omnipotent beings existing beyond your…

I have a delivery here for a Mr Ricky Loo? Is there a Ricky Loo in the building?

[Vanishes before punch connects. Reappears immediately behind @avclub-18d84eb30b59b5f3cc748bfe9f68b472:disqus ]

You humans and your primitive notions of "hero" and "villain". When will you learn to look beyond your absurdly limited horizons? The universe contains such infinite wonders and delights yet you insist on railroading everything into ludicrous one-dimensional moralities.