Strip 957 -- First Seen: 2012-05-17
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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
President Taylor, a fit but obviously aging and weight-gaining man, sterotypical Politician style.
Taylor: Leon, you son of a bitch!
Taylor: I will have you in a cell so deep, sunlight will just be a rumor!
Panel 2
Leon angrily talks at the ISS communication device.
Leon: Malcolm, Malcolm, just put a sock in it for a minute and let me walk you through this!
Panel 3
Pres Taylor looks stunned and infuriated at Leon's impertinence. We see him on the screen and we see the back of Leon's head.
Leon: Here's the deal, Malcolm. My campaign contributions and support are probably why you are President.
Leon: It was a squeaker as it was, and I think I'm they guy who pushed you over the top. So you owe me.
Panel 4
Close-up of Taylor, only slightly less angry.
Taylor: Okay, I'm all ears, Leon. You have something for me, don't you?
Leon (OP): You read me like a book, Malcolm.