Today on Quantum Vibe: Sheriously shmashed Strip 904 - Click strip above to goto the next strip.
First Seen: Tue 2014-08-19
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.
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Panel 1
Nicole is seated at the bar in the Cissonius lounge, pouring herself a drink from a whiskey bottle. One full and one empty bottle can be seen close-by. Fred Bellaire is hopping up into one of the other chairs.
Fred: Hey, save some for me, willya? We still have 35 days to go on this boat.
Nicole: I brought these over from Issabella. There'ss plenny.
Panel 2
Fred pours himself a shot as Nicole downs hers.
Fred: Didja lose an argument with your liver or something?
Nicole: Tryin' ta get sherioushly shmashed here, Fred.
Fred: I think ya made it.
Panel 3
Nicole is pouring another drink as Fred downs his shot.
Nicole: You don' unnerstand. I gotta revved up motab … metabo … my body processes alcohol really fast, ya know?
Nicole: I jusht … I just lost my best frien' inna whole marder-forkin Solar System and I don't wanna be sover. Ever again.
Panel 4
Fred pours himself another shot as Nicole downs hers.
Fred: I hope ya brought more of these bottles.
Fred: I gotta hollow leg, myself. No sense in ya drinking alone.
Nicole: Don' even try t' keep up, Fred, it'll kill ya.