Today on Quantum Vibe: Mr. Kolk Strip 209 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Thu 2011-10-06
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Sci-Fi Adventure Monday & Thursday.
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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Inside the office of someone very powerful. Expensive yet tasteful décor, the owner's desk resides at the far end of the 20-meter-long room, in front of a large, sectioned, hemispherical window. We can barely make out the man seated at his desk. In the foreground left, a male secretary stands to address his boss.
Caption: In the city of Aldrinopolis, on Luna:
Secretary: Mr. Graves to see you, sir.
Man at desk: Send him in, then establish the null field.
View from behind the big chair behind the desk, looking across at Mr. Graves (still in Bushface), who addresses him respectfully.
Graves: It's been a while since you've called for me, Mr. Kolk.
Kolk: It's been a while since I've had need of your skills.
Medium shot/reveal of Mr. Kolk – a man apparently in his 40s, neatly groomed in his executive frock. He has narrow, piercing eyes set in a rectangular, Teutonic face, and sits with his fingertips pressed together.
Kolk: Or to be more accurate, since OmegaTek has had an opportunity as now presents itself.
View from a low angle beside/behind Graves, but we can still see Kolk's head over the desk ledge. A chair extrudes out of the floor positioned for him to sit in.
Kolk: Have a seat, Graves, while I brief you on the situation.
Graves: I can respect furniture that will rise to the occasion. Heh-heh.