Today on Quantum Vibe: Thoat milk and turducken eggs Strip 2044 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Mon 2020-01-13
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Sci-Fi Adventure Monday & Thursday.
Dark plans fall like thunderbolts.
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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Back on Nyumbani, the group is seated around a dining table having breakfast together. Melissa is refreshing drinks.
Caption: Breakfast-time at the farm on Nyumbani:
Albert: I think I can finish re-wiring the pasture fence today.
Yolanda: Good. We can't afford to lose any more thoats.
Sandra: I wish they hadn't put predator animals on this world.
Two-shot of Sandra and Tom, seated together.
Tom: They are needed for ecological balance.
Tom: They also keep competing predators – that's us – on our toes.
Sandra: Speak for yourself. I'm vegan.
Yolanda points at Sandra's plate and laughs. Melissa, standing behind Yolanda, suddenly looks like she's been poked.
Yolanda: Vegan? When you drink thoat's milk and eat turducken eggs?
Sandra: I only eat the whites. No one's perfect, and I'm not the one who forbade the growing of chimera fruits.
Yolanda and Albert turn their attention to Melissa, who looks very sad, as she puts the pitcher she's carrying on the table.
Melissa: Uh, hey guys, I'm sorry ...
Melissa: … but I have to go, now.