Today on Quantum Vibe: Républicains pour la Démocratie
Strip 1734 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Fri 2017-12-15
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Colors: Lea Jean Badelles
Sci-Fi Adventure Monday - Wednesday - Friday.
Creepy moves in darkness dares discovery.
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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Diana is at the green grocers, an extra bag in one hand while she keys her payment into the shopkeeper's console. But she is also wincing in reaction to her phone buzzing.
Caption: The zucchini and summer squash at Kelsey's were first-rate, and such a good deal that I was only mildly annoyed by Juan's telcall.
Caption: It was my day off, dammit, and I didn't want to have to deal with whatever problem Juan had that couldn't wait until Primias.
Medium close-up of Diana holding her palm alongside her face.
Caption: Naturally, Juan wanted me to meet him at some bar right away.
Caption: About something urgent that he didn't want to discuss in a telcall.
Caption: At first I figured he was just looking for a partner in a nooner.
Laden with grocery bags and her flycar/briefcase, Diana strides towards a booth marked, 'Instatrans Deslocar Servicios.'
Caption: Still, something in Juan's voice told me that this was not just a lame attempt at a booty call.
Caption: Also, he insisted that I meet him via Displacer, rather than use my car.
Caption: I hate using those things. They give me headaches. And he knows this.
Diana, still laden with her grocery bags, is standing near a booth in a low-lit, elegant establishment. Seated at the booth are Juan, on the left, and Alyss Roaz, on the right.
Caption: If I'd known who was waiting to meet me I might have gone home and put my groceries away first.
Caption: Because I knew that any caper involving Alyss Roaz – yes, THAT Alyss Roaz – was going send me down some damn rabbit hole.