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-- First Seen: 2011-05-02
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BHP At Porcfest XI!
Come see Scott and Frank at PorcFest XI this summer! We'll be running with the free-staters of New Hampshire selling books and talking up your favorite online web comic, Quantum Vibe.
Porcfest is a week long festival held by the Free State Project at Roger's Camp Ground in northern New Hampshire, just north of the beautiful White Mountain National Forest.
To our fans in the New England area and those north of the New Hampshire border, this is a great chance to come meet Quantum Vibe creator, Scott Bieser. So, dust off your passports, smile politely at the border patrol, and hope to see you this summer!
Stay tuned for more details!
Quantum Vibe, Volume 2: Murphy On Sale!
Hey kids! The next print installment of Quantum Vibe is on sale now.
Volume 2: Murphy picks up with Nicole safely away from her imprisonment on Luna, bound for Mars, so that Seamus may take care of some business matters. Nicole quickly learns that Mars is a planet of intrigue disguised as civility, and it's not long before she stumbles head long into plots so twisted you'd need an AI to sort them out. Fortunately, she makes friends with one.
BONUS: For the first time, you will get to see the first 60 pages converted from black & white to full color. Now you get to experience the entire Murphy saga in "living color". As I'm sure many of you agree, it's good to have a colorist. Click here to get your very own copy.
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We are in a medium-sized private room, looking up from a position a bit less than a meter above the floor. We can see Captain Chang, looking down at us expectantly, with a soft smile.
Chang: Other than that, Sv Turner, how did you like the show?
Swing around and pull back to reveal the whole scene. Chang is standing beside a bed on which Ed is resting. Bedsheets are pulled up to his chest, he's wearing a soft cotton shirt. A couple of tubes are running from under those sheets to some sort of high-tech device, about the size of a loaf of bread, resting on a shelf built into the bed's headboard. Ed is smiling. The bed is adjustable, like a hospital bed, but otherwise the room looks like an ordinary bedroom.
Chang: I'm really sorry she shot you, Ed.
Ed: No problem, Pardner. It was only a flesh wound.
Medium shot of Chang, looking pained and regretful.
Chang: She drilled you through the heart, Ed. You died.
Medium shot of Ed, smiling sardonically.
Ed: Yeah, but it didn't take.
Ed: They slapped me in the emergency autodoc with time to spare.