Today on Quantum Vibe: Harvesting taters Strip 2025 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Mon 2019-11-25
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Sci-Fi Adventure Monday & Thursday.
Dark plans fall like thunderbolts.
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.
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Panel 1
On a green world, five figures are harvesting carrots and tubers from a large garden. Two of them are standing close together, and one of that pair is speaking to the other.
Caption: A new settlement on Nyumbani, in the galaxy NGC 4438.
Figure 1 (Sandra): Sixteen seasons here and I still can't figure it out.
Figure 2 (Tom): Figure what out, Sandra?
Panel 2
Sandra indicates another figure, a female, pulling tubers out of the ground several meters away.
Sandra: That gynoid, 'Melissa.'
Sandra: It doesn't even need to eat food, like we do.
Sandra: Why is it out here harvestin' taters?
Panel 3
Medium shot of Melissa, pulling potatoes. She is side-glancing towards Tom and Sandra. Her bemused look indicates she can hear them.
Tom (OP): She said her skin absorbs energy directly from the sun, so outdoor work suits her.
Sandra (OP): Whoop-de-doo. I'll bet it uses more energy workin' than it gets soakin' up sunshine.
Panel 4
Tom is squatting while extracting some carrots with a spade, while Sandra stands by, holding a basket almost full of same.
Tom: Maybe so. We all got our reasons for being here, and it's impolite to pry.
Sandra: Tom, I came here to get away from all the technology back home. It poisons th' soul.
Sandra: And now it's followed me here.