Strip 396 -- First Seen: 2010-03-18
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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
Narrow panel, two-shot of Doris and Fiorella in their plane, looking almost overcome with emotion.

Doris: I've never heard of this Norman Borlaug before ...


Panel 2
Large panel. The girls and their plane are dwarfed by a large globe (encased inside a larger, transparent globe) which is a stylized representation of Earth. Norman Borlaug stands on the equatorial Atlantic, holding forth a clutch of grain stalks in one upraised hand, while holding a small African child in the crook of his other elbow. Standing to his left and right, on South America and Africa, are people of all ages from South Asia, Africa, and Latin America. Directly in front of the girls is a 4x3x1 meter floating box sporting a plaque with 'Norman Borlaug' visible at the top and some unreadable text underneath, which explains who he was.

Doris: … but now I'll never forget him.