Today on Quantum Vibe: The story matches up Strip 1846 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Wed 2018-09-12
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Colors: Gus Mendes Sci-Fi Adventure Monday & Thursday.
Creepy moves in darkness dares discovery.
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.
Kickstarter successful and closed [ May 19, 2026 ]
The Kickstarter campaign for Not-Safe.Space Chapter 3 concluded successfully on April 21, and Scott extended the time allowed for late pledges until May 19.
Books have been ordered from the printer and Scott will be spending the next week or so setting up and sending the PDF files to those who asked for them.
(There are still six of you who have not responded to the survey asking for e-mail and snail-mail addresses, he'll do the best he can.)
Panel 1
Diana is looking at her right forearm as if it were a strange bug. Dong and Wook look on.
Diana: Inside my forearm? But that's … that's …
Diana: Holy shit.
Panel 2
Diana explains to the Mechanic, who looks skeptical. The Assistant is in the frame.
Diana: My arm was broken almost in two by an S&H thug.
Diana: I ran. Barely made it to a safe haven before I passed out.
Diana: I trusted her. She healed my arm, but she … must have ...
Panel 3
The Assistant thoughtsends with the Mechanic.
Assistant (thoughtsend): I recognize this one, now. She was on Byron Tchaikovsky's stream a few hours ago.
Assistant (thoughtsend): Lorelei DeClayre was parading her as some kind of beltape victim.
Assistant (thoughtsend): But the story matches.
Panel 4
Diana wants to rage but is barely holding it in check, gritting her teeth and hunching her shoulders. The Mechanic regards her with bemusement.
Diana: She put this … thing in me.
Diana: That … cunt … pretended to be … my friend.
Mechanic: DeClayre, eh?