Today on Quantum Vibe: Only a few scratches Strip 892 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Fri 2014-08-01
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.
Deadline Extended, Oh My! [ Nov 29, 2021 ]
We've extended our Indiegogo campaign to raise money to print a maximum of 500 copies of the hard bound, full color, deluxe edition of the alt-history adventure: Roswell, Texas. We figured folks might need a little more time to get in on what is sure to be a highly collectable collectable. And one hell-of-a coffee table conversation starter.
Murphy stands in the corridor, Toombs' corpse still impaled on her hands.
Cristina: Murphy, are you ok?
Murphy: Here. I won.
Murphy lowers her arms and lets Toombs' corpse slide off and onto the deck.
Cristina: You don't sound well.
Murphy: I'm fine, really. Only a few scratches, they'll buff right out.
Murphy leans back against a wall, contemplating her dead foe. Her hands are back to normal.
Murphy: I'm just tired.
Murphy: And, disappointed.
Cristina: How so?
Medium close-up of Murphy, looking sadly puzled.
Murphy: Well, there was an initial thrill of victory when I killed Toombs.
Murphy: But it was only fleeting.
Murphy: Now, I don't feel anything.
Murphy begins walking down the corridor, deep in thought. Her dark-commando outfit is gone, and we see her in the tank-top and yoga pants she normally wears under her holo-clothing.
Cristina: Toombs was a bad, bad personality. Bobinardi checked his background.
Cristina: He was a hatchet-man for hire, someone to break bones or even kill people as desired by the powerful.
Murphy continues walking along.
Murphy: So you're saying I did more than get revenge for myself and my friends?
Cristina: You may have prevented a lot of future crimes ...
A beam flashes across the corridor, catching Murphy in the head, from behind.
In the lower foreground, Murphy has collapsed onto the deck, unmoving. In the midde-background, Wayne Bobinardi appears, brandishing an odd-looking pistol.
Bobinardi: Well, that was easier than I thought it would be.