Today on Quantum Vibe: Invasion of privacy Strip 619 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Wed 2013-06-12
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
Looking past Friedman (foreground left) toward the Scoobies.
Friedman: I can log t'is efidence profided you can aut'enticate its profidence.
Murphy: I performed the sampling myself, and recorded that procedure, and the puncture wound, and how I decoded the nanites.
Panel 2
Two-shot of Murphy, looking a bit proud of herself, and Nigel casting a worried glance her way.
Murphy: Furthermore, we interviewed Mr. Richard Frumm this morning, and I recorded his responses – changes in heart-rate, breathing, skin temperature – when we told him we knew Nina Levin had been murdered.
Murphy: We know he is involved somehow.
Panel 3
Medium shot of Friedman looking at Murphy somewhat scornfully.
Friedman: Oh, you did, hey? And where did you record him?
Murphy (OP): In his office, naturally.
Friedman: Yes, naturally.
Panel 4
Pull back to an elevated shot of Friedman from behind the Scoobies. Friedman raises a pointed finger indicating the exit. Nigel and Buford are looking at each other unhappily.
Friedman: Your infasion of Frumm's privacy will not go well at any tribunal.
Friedman: You should better inform youself of our customs if you wish to help your friend, Ms. Murphy.
Friedman: You must collect more efidence before I will go to Frumm's d'yarro.