Strip 529 -- First Seen: 2010-09-16
Escape From Terra is updated with new pages every Monday through Friday.

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
Wally isn't quite out the door of the cafe yet. He's looking at his Comm and stops in his tracks. A little box with an arrow shows us what he's seeing on his Comm.
Comm: Victim 5: Robyn Jones

Panel 2
Wally slides up to the counter, trying his best to look cool. The customer Robyn just served is still there, looking on. Robyn looks at him like he's some kind of bug.
Wally: Got a few moments?
Robyn: No, not really.

Panel 3
Wally persists, Robyn looks annoyed.
Wally: I want to hear about your mugging at the SpacePort.
Robyn: I never saw the bastard. He jumped me from behind.

Panel 4
Robyn is turning to walk away. Thinking about what happened is aggravating her. Wally has time for one last question.
Wally: Can you at least tell me where and when?
Robyn: It was five days ago, about a half-kilometer down the pedestrian causeway into town.
Robyn: Now, leave me alone.