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-- First Seen: 2008-09-26
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Quantum Vibe: Venus 23 On Sales Now!
Exciting news boys and girls, the 310 strips of Quantum Vibe: Venus 23 have been collected into a fourth Quantum Vibe volume from Big Head Press and is on sale now from various online retailers.
Venus 23 is the story of life on a small backwater planet, 500 years after the invention of the Murphy Drive. "Zytemonde" is a well managed, orderly, and predictable world where all needs are provided for by powerful android rulers. But life is hardly paradise when managing resources also includes controlling every aspect of everyone's life. And despite best efforts by their android rulers, a slow decay of civil society is beginning to show; with growing black markets, supply shortages, and power outages becoming more common.
Yet, while the rot slowly breaks their world down, an unexpected question begins to be seen, asked on posters littered about the city and spray painted on walls: "Hu Iz Alyss Roaz?" Learn the answer to this question along with young Bolivar Eustace Clark ("Bok") and his friends, as they struggle to survive on a world designed to end all struggle.
Order your copy today. Quantum Vibe: Venus 23 is available in print as well as digital form. Go to the Big Head Press store page to find out more!
Scott @ Oni-Con XIII
Hey kids! As the cold weather creeps in this fall, what better way to make summer last a little longer than to head down to the Texas island of Galveston, October 28 - 30, and enjoy margaritas on the beach while getting to meet (and get an autograph from) your favorite sci-fi comic artist and creator of the slightly mad Quantum Vibe webcomic, Scott Bieser, at Galveston's annual Japanese Pop Culture & Multi-Genre Fan Expo: Oni-Con XIII. Hosted at the Galveston Island Convention Center you're a short walk from the beach. You're margarita won't have time to start melting before you begin imbibing that last little taste of summer.
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Full-height panel, Guy Caillard – a small, wiry man with a pencil moustache -- is walking towards us down an office corridor. He is dressed in 22nd-Century style office clothing, and the corridor (along with all the interiors of this segment) have a simple/functional but also vaguely futuristic style. Clipped to his breast pocket is a 2”x3” ID badge. When you can see it up close, it has his mug-shot as the largest object, his printed name, a small bar-code and two magnetic strips.
Guy is holding a cup of coffee, and he has a desultory expression on his face.
Caption: Guy Caillard, from the French region of Terra, pronounced his first name ‘Ghee’.
Caption 2: That the mostly Anglophones here at United World Revenue Service insisted on pronouncing it to rhyme with ‘eye’ was one of many irritations he endured at his job.
Dream-picture of a more heroic image of Guy, dressed something like a Wild-West Sheriff with a big star on his vest, standing over the corpses of the “robber barons,” gazing across a bomb-blasted corporate boardroom in a domineering pose.
Caption: All his life he had nurtured an heroic vision of himself, one recognized for his talent and courage.
Caption 2: When he went to work for the UWRS, he thought he would force the robber barons to pay their fare share in helping Terra’s less fortunate.
Medium elevated angle shot of Guy’s cubicle, with the real Guy sitting at his desk. The cubicle is about 7x7 and is crammed full of paper files, folders, and envelopes both large and small – stacked up in piles around the place. There are drawers and cabinets but they are also stuffed There’s barely room for a walkpath to Guy’s chair. It looks absolutely dreary. Guy is taking a sip of his coffee while seated with ramrod straight posture facing the terminal display on his desk. The display looks something like a futuristic flatscreen monitor and keyboard, without cords. The desktop is also cluttered with stacks of papers and envelopes.
Caption: It hadn’t quite worked out that way. The Robber Barons had been taxed into oblivion, except for a clever few who made all the right friends and were therefore untouchable.
Caption 2: So Guy spent his days squeezing the dwindling middle class to fund UW’s many worthy projects. He felt sorry for them, but somebody has to pay for social justice.