Strip 137 -- First Seen: 2009-03-24
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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
Guy and Reggie still in Reggie's office. A ring-tone from the computer indicates an incoming message. Reggie looks at his computer monitor grimly.

Computer sfx: Chrrrr-up! Chrrrrr-up!

Reggie: Looks like this is it.

Panel 2
Looking over Reggie's shoulder at his monitor. There's a large 'window' on the screen in which appears the visage of Admiral Harris, who is speaking. Leave room for his dialog.
Harris (electronic): 'King Reginald,' this is Admiral Arthur Harris, aboard the UWSS Gamma Conqueror. I am in command of the Naval Strike Force, currently orbiting your pathetic little snowball.

Harris (2): You are hereby ordered to cease your rebellion, turn over control of your government and present yourself for arrest, forthwith.

Panel 3
Two shot of Guy and Reggie. Guy is horrified, Reggie looks bleak.

Guy: What are you going to do?

Reggie: What I should have done in the first place.