Today on Quantum Vibe: The story matches up
Strip 1846 - Click on page above to goto the next page.
First Seen: Wed 2018-09-12
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Colors: Gus Mendes
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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.
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The Transcript For This Page
Diana is looking at her right forearm as if it were a strange bug. Dong and Wook look on.
Diana: Inside my forearm? But that's … that's …
Diana: Holy shit.
Diana explains to the Mechanic, who looks skeptical. The Assistant is in the frame.
Diana: My arm was broken almost in two by an S&H thug.
Diana: I ran. Barely made it to a safe haven before I passed out.
Diana: I trusted her. She healed my arm, but she … must have ...
The Assistant thoughtsends with the Mechanic.
Assistant (thoughtsend): I recognize this one, now. She was on Byron Tchaikovsky's stream a few hours ago.
Assistant (thoughtsend): Lorelei DeClayre was parading her as some kind of beltape victim.
Assistant (thoughtsend): But the story matches.
Diana wants to rage but is barely holding it in check, gritting her teeth and hunching her shoulders. The Mechanic regards her with bemusement.
Diana: She put this … thing in me.
Diana: That … cunt … pretended to be … my friend.
Mechanic: DeClayre, eh?