Today on Quantum Vibe: PizzaButt
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First Seen: Mon 2012-02-06
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Sci-Fi Adventure Monday - Wednesday - Friday.
Quantum Vibe Story Contents © 2019 Scott Bieser
Framing Graphics © 2019 Big Head Press
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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Still in the room with Seamus' rejuv vat. Dr. Sharkisian is lifting the unconscious body of the third Enforcer. We can see the PA in the background.
Sharkisian: Mmf! Gotta get this bum into the autodoc ...
PA: Need a hand?
Different angle on the same 3 characters, we can also see a bit of the two corpses, blood covering the floor.
Sharkisian: No, stay with the patient -- he's more delicate than he looks and the last thing I want to do is damage him.
Medium shot of Sharkisian and the third Enforcer. Sharkisian is looking over her shoulder towards the PA, who is OP.
Sharkisian: When Huey and Dewey get back from wherever they're gone awol, get them in here to clean up this mess.
Two more Beltape orderlies, the aforementioned Huey and Dewey, appear in the doorway. One of them holds a short stack of pizza boxes with a six-pack of soda cans. They react to the bloody scene before them.
Huey: Hey, Samant'a! Where do you want t'e -- wha?
Dewey: Oh, crud.