Today on Quantum Vibe: Pain in the brane
Strip 1545 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Fri 2017-03-03
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Colors: Lea Jean Badelles
Sci-Fi Adventure Monday - Wednesday - Friday.
To boldly go where no manic pixie dream girl has gone before.
A thousand years in the future, humanity has colonized worlds in nearly
100 galaxies, thanks to Quantum Vibremonic technologies developed five
centuries earlier. Other new technologies have created various
off-shoots of humanity and extended life expectancies five-fold. The
story begins with how a mad scientist and his plucky assistant, along
with their robot friend, brought humanity to the stars, and continues
with the adventures of some unique people in fantastic places.
What's Next? [ Aug 16, 2019 ]
Château Périlleux may have concluded, but Quantum Vibe continues. We're taking a short break, but we will be back in a few weeks with new story. In the meantime, be sure to check back each Monday as we'll have a "break" strip for you to enjoy with announcements about the upcoming Quantum Vibe stories among other things. See ya!
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Cut to the corridor just outside the control room. Hugo is trotting out of the room, with Murphy close behind.
Murphy: What do you mean, 'we're stuck'?
Murphy: You said all systems were on-line.
Hugo: I don't understand it. I need to look at the drive.
In the Engine Room. The Displacement Drive mechanism is an object about the dimensions of a small car, supported by various struts. There's a control console on one side and Hugo is at it, with Murphy behind him.
Hugo: This makes no sense. The indicators are all good.
Hugo: But for some reason the probability-shifter is not engaging with the brane interface.
Hugo: As I said, 'we're stuck.'
Murphy and Hugo.
Murphy: Could that new tech you installed have anything to do with this?
Hugo: Possibly. Or, it could be the result of jumping out of that tractor beam of theirs.
They'e moved around to a different part of the engine. Hugo is removing an access panel.
Murphy: What if you can't get it working again?
Hugo: Then I suppose we'll have to get along with the gravity and fusion drives.
Murphy is dumfounded.
Murphy: Are you serious? How far away is the nearest star system?
Hugo: Oh, there's a red-dwarf system only about six light-years from here.
Hugo: We should be able to reach it in about, oh, eleven years.
Murphy smolders at Hugo.
Murphy: Eleven years.
Murphy: Do whatever you have to, to fix the damn drive.
Hugo: Yes, dear.