Today on Quantum Vibe: Losing the creep Strip 1367 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Fri 2016-06-17
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Colors: Lea Jean Badelles Sci-Fi Adventure Monday & Thursday.
Hu Iz Alyss Roaz?
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.
Project Complete! [ Oct 31, 2023 ]
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Over the next week or so, Scott will be assembling the book pages for printing. We expect to have the printed books and other items on hand and ready for ship in December 2023. The E-book edition of the Omnibus should be available for download from DriveThruComics to those backers who selected that award. Vouchers will be sent via email.
Diana wandering through the concourse again, looking at her handy.
Diana (thought): Geebz, I hadn't realized how far I'd wandered from where I checked my flyer.
Diana: This place is so huge the mind boggles.
Diana looks over her shoulder and notices a dark figure walking several meters behind her.
Diana: Hmmmm ...
Diana (thought): I'm pretty sure that guy has been behind me for at least the last 200 meters.
Diana quickens her pace, watching her stalker more than where she's going. The stalker is drawing a bit closer.
Diana (thought): The last time I was stalked like this it did not end well.
Diana: How do I lose this creep?
Diana finds to her chagrin that she has blundered into a dead end.
Diana: Aw, crud! Dead end!
Diana (thought): Don't panic, Diana, charge up your zinger and turn to face this ...
Diana whirls around and points her zinger at what turns out to be empty space.
Diana: Not one step – huh?
Diana: Where'd he go?
The stalker suddenly appears behind her, and is proffering a small gift-box.