Today on Quantum Vibe: tax question
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First Seen: Mon 2012-01-23
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Sci-Fi Adventure Monday - Wednesday - Friday.
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 couple of 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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An Aldrinopolis city street, in a marketplace district. Nicole is with Rando as she glances over at a 26th-Century version of a churros cart.
Nicole: Hey! Churros! You want one?
Rando: I'll pass.
Nicole at the cart, speaking with the vendor, a John Candyesque blond exomorph. Rando stands by a meter away.
Nicole: Hi! How much is a churro?
Vendor: Dey're M2.75 each.
Nicole has her debit-tab in hand and the vendor is starting to hand her a churro.
Nicole: I'll take one.
Vendor: OK, datl b M2.98.
Nicole pulls back in surprise. Rando looks somewhat amused. The Vendor looks confused.
Nicole: Waitaminit -- you said they were M2.75.
Vendor: Dats rait, plus tax iz M2.98.
Nicole is confused/angry.
Nicole: Why are you taxing me?
Vendor: Im not taxin u, da city iz taxin u.
Nicole and the Vendor, who is starting to look exasperated.
Nicole: But you're collecting this tax?
Vendor: Ys, I collect it an send it 2 da city. Evry bit uvit.
Nicole and the Vendor, who is now looking really exasperated.
Nicole: How much are they paying you for doing this for them?
Vendor: Pay me? What? Dey don't pay me.
Nicole and the Vendor both have their arms flung outward, in mutual exasperation. Rando starts moving in, to intervene.
Nicole: THEN WHY DO YOU PUT UP WITH THIS?
Vendo: DATS HAO IT WORKS!
Rando: Uh, how about if I pay for it?