Today on Quantum Vibe: Bright idea Strip 718 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Fri 2013-11-22
Story & Art: Scott Bieser - Colors: Zeke 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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Medium close-up view of another of the Argosy's cannon getting hit by a laser bolt.
Mueller (from ship): Aaaaa! Not again!
Strider: Cannon One hit and disabled, sir.
Strider: That leaves Two and Four.
On the control deck we see Strider, Mueller, Santos, Bartoli.
Santos: Keep charging and firing! Maybe we'll get lucky.
Santos: Bartoli! Evasive maneuvers! Random pattern!
Bartoli: Aye, sir.
Strider and Mueller, reacting to their monitor screens. Santos in the foreground right.
Mueller: No! Fuck!
Strider: Captain, they've hit Cannon Two. Only Cannon Four remains.
Santos: For once I agree with Mueller.
Medium shot of Santos, grinding his teeth.
Santos: So we can't seem to hit them, and we can't out-run them.
Santos: Anyone have any bright ideas?
Mueller (OP): Aaah! Goddammit!
Strider (OP): That was Cannon Four, sir.
Bartoli and Santos.
Bartoli: Sir, since they've been targeting weapons, it is clear they intend to take the ship intact.
Bartoli: Why not stand down, let the pirates board, and then the combat-bots will take care of them?
Looking past Mueller, his face buried in his hands, towards Santos and Bartoli.
Santos: I don't like that idea, but I have to admit I don't have a better one.
Bartoli: Captain, we're being hailed …
Santos: Let's hear them.
The men are looking out the portside window at a new, menacing-looking ship, in station-keeping with the Argosy, a laser cannon pointed at them.
Voice on speaker: If you gentlemen will look out your window, you will see we have our sights trained on your command deck.
Voice: Surrender now, or taste vacuum.
Medium shot of Santos, looking tired. Beyond him, a terrified Mueller and shocked Strider.
Santos: Looks like we'll have to try your idea, Bartoli.
Santos: Cut engines, stop the spin. Signal our surrender.