Today on Quantum Vibe: At the office Strip 614 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Wed 2013-06-05
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Colors: Zeke 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.
Kickstarter successful and closed [ May 19, 2026 ]
The Kickstarter campaign for Not-Safe.Space Chapter 3 concluded successfully on April 21, and Scott extended the time allowed for late pledges until May 19.
Books have been ordered from the printer and Scott will be spending the next week or so setting up and sending the PDF files to those who asked for them.
(There are still six of you who have not responded to the survey asking for e-mail and snail-mail addresses, he'll do the best he can.)
Panel 1
In a sleek front office, Nigel, Buford, Nicole and Murphy stand before the reception desk. The receptionist is an android.
Caption: The next day:
Receptionist: May I help you?
Nigel: I'd like to speak with Richard Frumm, please. I'm Nina Levin's brother, Nigel.
Panel 2
Looking past the Scoobies at the receptionist.
Receptionist: Oh, Mr. Levin! I'm sorry for your loss.
Receptionist: Mr. Frumm generally only sees people by appointment, but I'll ping him and see if he'll see you now anyway.
Panel 3
The receptionist holds her palm to her cheek on the universal 'I'm on the phone' gesture.
Receptionist: A Mr. Nigel Levin wishes to see you, sir.
Receptionist: Yes, sir, he is.
Receptionist: He also has three friends with him.
Panel 4
Pull back to show the whole gang.
Receptionist: Mr. Frumm will see you sir, but asks that you only bring one of your friends.
Nicole (thoughtsend to Murphy): You were right.
Murphy (thoughtsend): It pains me to admit I understand how these sorts of people think.