Today on Quantum Vibe: A ghoul for justice Strip 1363 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Mon 2016-06-13
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Colors: Lea Jean Badelles Sci-Fi Adventure Monday & Thursday.
Hu Iz Alyss Roaz?
Quantum Vibe
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.
QV on a short break [ Jul 15, 2026 ]
QUANTUM VIVE is taking a break for a few weeks, as we prepare for Part 2 of the Novo Palermo story, and also for a Kickstarter campaign for Part 1, which will start in September.
In the meantime, Not-Safe.Space will continue, as a murder mystery begins and the relationship between Eithne and Diana develops in unexpected directions.
Not-Safe.Space is a NSFW strip but more than half the pages are SFW so I've set those to *not* require a Patreon membership. Readers should be able to follow the story without seeing the NSFW pages. If I've done this right.
Panel 1
Now angered Drusilla hisses through her teeth at Diana, who looks back coolly.
Drusilla: [Kook? No, you're a ghoul.]
Drusilla: [Max was not just my business partner, he was a very dear friend.]
Drusilla: [How dare you barge in on my grief with your perverse notions?]
Panel 2
Diana responds calmly.
Diana: The more time passes, the more the killer can cover his tracks.
Diana: I wouldn't be bothering you if I were not certain of this: Marrón was murdered.
Diana: There are several ways to induce congestive heart failure.
Diana: Don't you want his killer brought to justice?
Panel 3
Two very large men appear at the booth. Diana looks up at them, wide-eyed. Drusilla smiles bitterly.
Drusilla: [The only 'justice' I require is to see you tossed out on your skinny little butt.]
Drusilla: [Gentlemen, please remove this pest.]