Today on Quantum Vibe: Multitasking For The Win Strip 840 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Fri 2014-05-23
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.
We Now Return You To Your Regularly Scheduled Program. [ Mar 1, 2021 ]
Texas has returned to more normal winter weather conditions, power is back on and Internet connections are working. Which means Scott has new Quantum Vibe strips ready to go this week. We appreciate everyone's understanding and patience as we emerged from hibernation.
Amos, Murphy and Mitch.
Amos: Didn't Mitch tell you we don't ship sapients?
Murphy: Liability issues, I know.
Murphy: But I'm not asking you to ship me.
Amos and Mitch look confused.
Murphy: I want you to sell me a pockrocket, and I'll ship myself.
Amos scratches his head.
Amos: Um, well, I guess I could sell you a rocket, but you still have to deal with Ganymede Traffic control for a launch window and ...
Murphy: I'm linked into their network now.
Amos looks surprised.
Amos: You're what?
Murphy: I'm working through their system, getting the clearances I'll need. How soon can you have my pockrocket ready?
Amos is impressed.
Amos: I can have one ready for you in about four hours.
Amos: And it will cost you 300 thousand augrams, up front.
Amos and Murphy.
Murphy: I will pay you 75 thousand now, and 75 thousand you when you deliver the vessel ready for launch.
Amos: Uh, wait a minute.
Amos is in full haggle mode. But Mitch is looking really nervous as Murphy eyes his crotch.
Amos: I don't think you're really in a position to be low-balling me on this.
Murphy: Oh, I don't know about that ...
Mitch: OH GOURD ...
Amos is confused. Mitch is crying, looks like he's about to melt into a pile of goo. Murphy stands firm.
Amos: What -?
Mitch: My balls are on the line here, man! G-Give her what she wants!