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.
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.
QV on a short break [ Jul 15, 2026 ]
QUANTUM VIVE is taking a break for a few weeks, as we prepare for Part 2 of the Novo Palermo story, and also for a Kickstarter campaign for Part 1, which will start in September.
In the meantime, Not-Safe.Space will continue, as a murder mystery begins and the relationship between Eithne and Diana develops in unexpected directions.
Not-Safe.Space is a NSFW strip but more than half the pages are SFW so I've set those to *not* require a Patreon membership. Readers should be able to follow the story without seeing the NSFW pages. If I've done this right.
Transcript For Strip 209
Panel 1Inside 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.
Panel 2
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.
Panel 3
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.
Panel 4
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.
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