Strip 292 -- First Seen: 2009-10-27
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QV on a short break

QUANTUM VIVE is taking a break for a few weeks, as we prepare for Part 2 of the Novo Palermo story, and also for a Kickstarter campaign for Part 1, which will start in September.

In the meantime, Not-Safe.Space will continue, as a murder mystery begins and the relationship between Eithne and Diana develops in unexpected directions.

Not-Safe.Space is a NSFW strip but more than half the pages are SFW so I've set those to *not* require a Patreon membership. Readers should be able to follow the story without seeing the NSFW pages. If I've done this right.

Kickstarter successful and closed

The Kickstarter campaign for Not-Safe.Space Chapter 3 concluded successfully on April 21, and Scott extended the time allowed for late pledges until May 19.

Books have been ordered from the printer and Scott will be spending the next week or so setting up and sending the PDF files to those who asked for them.

(There are still six of you who have not responded to the survey asking for e-mail and snail-mail addresses, he'll do the best he can.)

Thanks to all for supporting this Kickstarter!

The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Reggie starting to sit up in bed, staring towards the foot of his bed (off panel).

Fiorella (OP): Get up and get some breakfast.

Fiorella (OP): We have a mystery to solve.

Panel 2
Looking past Reggie towards the foot of his bed, we see Fantasy Fiorella again, this time dressed in a khaki shirt (dangerously tight and unbuttoned halfway down to her belly button, no bra), khaki shorts and a 'boonie' hat. She's also wearing hiking boots but we can't see those here.

Reggie (thought): What is it with us men, anyway?

Panel 3
In the station's galley, Fantasy Fiorella and Reggie having breakfast. Reggie isn't wearing clothes (again, use lighting, poses, etc so we don't see his junk). Fiorella is seated at a small table eating a hearty breakfast of imaginary sausages, eggs and hash-browns. Reggie is seated nearby on a barstool eating a bowl of cornflakes and milk. Position Reggie to the left of Fiorella.

Reggie: So I guess my subconscious can't communicate with my conscious mind any more directly than through you avatars.

Reggie: So we have to talk in metaphors to get the job done.

Fiorella: 'Whatever works' is your motto, Reggie.