Today on Quantum Vibe: Stop resisting! Strip 317 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Mon 2012-03-12
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.
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Panel 1
The female cop is pinning Nicole's arm painfully to her back, while trying to grab her other hand with the binder-loop. Nicole writhes frantically.
Female Cop: Stop resisting!
Nicole: AWOW! Stop hurting me!
Panel 2
Nicole twists herself away, but in the process connects with one fingertip across the Female Cop's nose.
Nicole: Whuff!
Female Cop: Aa!
SFX: tk
Panel 3
Both cops, now enraged, pounce on Nicole with their clubs in hand. She is paralyzed with fear.
Both cops: THAT'S ASSAULT!
Panel 4
The cops are on Nicole like a pair of angry Shiva-gods, pounding her mercilessly with their sticks. Nicole writhes helplessly under the assault.
Cops: STOP RESISTING! STOP RESISTING!
Nicole: SHRIEEEEEK!!!
Panel 5
Med close-up on Nicole's terrified face, already showing cuts and bruises, a hand showing dislocated knuckles, in full primal panic. The panel grows dark around the edges.
Cops: STOP RESISTING! STOP RESISTING!
Panel 6
Black panel
No dialog.
Panel 7
Rando is in his home office, now dressed in a shirt and slacks, sitting at his computer, in a convo.
Rando: WUT TEH SHUCK IZ WRONG WIF UR PEEPS, LEROY?
Rando: I WANTD HER BROWT BAK 2 ME, NOT BEATEN 2 PULP!
Panel 8
Rando sits slumped in his chair, resting his forehead in one hand.
Rando: SHELL BE IN MEDI-VAT 4 HOW LONG? 3 DAIS?
Rando: {groan} Y DO THEES THINGS HAPPEN 2 ME?