Strip 207 -- First Seen: 2009-06-30
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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
Still in the corridor. The brothers are looking less surprised but still skeptical.

Bert: Sure we work out and take our bone and muscle bots.

Bert (2): But half a gee on that little rock? No way.

Panel 2
Drenkowski has turned around and headed (still under zero-gee) down the corridor (towards foreground right). The brothers move along behind him.

Drenkowski: Yes way.

Panel 3
Looking at the trio from behind, they approach an elevator, the doors opening to admit them. The elevator wall we can see looks shiny and has a hand-rail at waist-height.

No dialog.

Panel 4
Inside the elevator. Drenkowski is pressing a button labeled “Ground Level,” the lowest on a panel with about a half-dozen other buttons. In the foreground right, Bert is idly examining the curved elevator wall next to him.

Bert (thought): Hmmm. Glass walls...