Strip 275 -- First Seen: 2009-10-02
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Not-Safe dot Kickstarter

The big news this week is that Scott is preparing to launch a Kickstarter for his other comic, the very much NSFW Not-Safe.Space.

This over-sized (8.5 x 11-inch), 48 page book contains Chapter 1 of this naughty sci-fi spin-off, featuring Eithne Lamdagan, who happens to be Alyss Roaz' 7th-great granddaughter, in case you didn't know.

The story picks up roughly 2 years after QUANTUM VIBE: Assimulation left off, as Eithne and her K'Tagon boyfriend Ralff, wander through the Galaxy of the Gamer Godz, playing as the CUSH Queen, working to re-balance a real-life RPG that her travelling companion Hugo Galvez left in a bit of a mess.

Only instead of Eithne's CUSH turning people into techno-zombies, as the Godz originally intended, Eithne wants to make them techno-Succubi/Incubi, spreading what she calls an "Erogene" factor rendering them too busy making love, to make war. And of course, Eithne gets wrapped up in her work.

The campaign will start on May 14, and the link for the pre-launch page is here.

What Comes Next

The war is over, but This Means War has a ways to go. Novo Paolo/Bubbleopolis is still in a nebula/stellar nursery, no one knows what happened to the planet Sharen (center of the Intergalactic Council), and the status of the now-surrendered Invaders is yet to be resolved. What will they do when they learn their homeworld is basically destroyed? Will Alyss and Li be re-united? How about Diana (the real one) and Otto?

These questions will be resolved in the next few weeks, before This Means War part 3 wraps in late May.

After that, I plan to go BACK in time about 400 years, to when Alyss and Li left their home in the Sol System to colonize a new world on the far side of the galaxy. As one might expect, hijinks ensue. New subtitle yet to be determined, start date sometime in around the start of July. Stay tuned!

The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Exterior shot, the Transport trundling across the dark Martian Polar surface enroute to the Array. The surface is black except where the Transport's lights illuminate a small area around itself and a larger, brighter ovoid area in front. We can make out that it is following a rough trail blazed by the hundreds of Transport trips that have come before. The illuminated surface is icy and cracked. Above the horizon, a starry sky.

Reggie (inside Transport): Is it much farther?

Irina: No. About 3 centimes.

Panel 2
Inside the Transport, Irina is driving while Reggie rides shotgun. He's trying to be light and jolly but she's completely deadpan.

Reggie: That Dr. Peña, what a guy. It took some doing to talk him into letting me stay at the Array for a decaday shift.

Panel 3
Irina speaks, but she's still deadly serious. Reggie is a bit surprised by what she says.
Irina continues driving in silence.

Irina: You did not mention the music.
Reggie: No, of course not! A promise is a promise.

Panel 4
Reggie sits there wondering how to get through Irina's shell.

Reggie: You know, Irina, a smile will not break your face.

Reggie: Let's see if a little joke will get at least a teensy smile.

Irina: Clean, please.


Panel 5
Show exterior of the Transport, perhaps from ¾ rear view for variety.

Reggie: Yes, of course.

Reggie: A man comes into a restaurant and sits down and says, 'Waiter! Get me a cup of coffee without the cream ...'

Panel 6
Inside the transport again. Now Irina bursts out laughing, taking Reggie by surprise.

Irina: HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
Irina: You stole joke from 'Ninotchka!'
Irina: Is my favorite movie of all time. Garbo laughs!

Panel 7
Same shot. Irina is still smiling.

Reggie: Okay, uh, your turn. Got any good jokes?
Irina: I am afraid I stink at jokes.

Panel 8
Exterior of the Transport, following its headlights, trundling away towards the black polar horizon.

Irina: I like economics. We can discuss maybe dialectical materialism and the labor theory of value?

Reggie: Uh, sure.

Reggie (thought): Oh well, better than silence.