Today on Quantum Vibe: It had to be the Cytomax. Strip 2277 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Mon 2021-10-11
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Sci-Fi Adventure Monday & Thursday.
Dark plans fall like thunderbolts.
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.
We Made It! [ Jun 2, 2022 ]
Third try, as they say, is a charm.
The crowdfunding campaign for QUANTUM VIBE: This Means War Part 2 made its goal one day before the closing, and climbed a bit over the top in the final day.
Over the next week Scott will design the back cover and assemble the book pages for printing. We expect to have the printed books (as well as the cards and T-shirts) on hand in the second half of June and will ship them out to backers ASAP.
(The e-book version will also be released by then and we'll announce that date when we have it locked down.)
Scene change. In a darkened office, a silhouetted figure removes a vial from a small package.
Caption: Meanwhile, somewhere in Bubbleopolis:
Figure (thinking): Damn. It had to be the Cytomax.
Figure: Cheap bastards couldn't send me something softer.
The figure, whose identity remains hidden, loads the vial into a hypo-injector.
Figure: Bad enough this goes against every reason I went into this business.
Figure: But if I'm found out, I'll be lucky if I'm only indentured for a century.
The silhouetted figure exits the office. We can see she's female.
Figure: But … what other choice do I have?
Figure: I signed Trudeau's contracts and now that fink has me over a barrel.
The silhouetted figure now approaches the bed in the sanatório where patient Jane Doe 1782 lay comatose. The lighting is subdued.
Figure: I mean, this poor thing, whoever she is, can't be anyone important.
Figure: But she must be, somehow, otherwise why would anyone want her dead?