Strip 449 -- First Seen: 2010-05-27
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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
More or less a repeat of the last panel, although without the shaking. The mobile, if we can see it, is still swaying. Carla looks terrified, Robyn is glancing nervously at the ceiling. Norman looks disdainful.
Norman: Just a slight moon tremor, ladies. We have them all the time.
Norman: Don't worry, the Tower was built to be flexible and sway a bit.

Panel 2
Norman resumes his advance upon Robyn
Robyn: Stay back!
Norman: Hit me with that and you'll find yourself tossed out a lock, trying to breather vacuum.

Panel 3
A loud, almost explosive crack sound comes from the window frame, which is several feet behind Norman. We see a bit of cracking in the glass around the edges. Norman turns to look at it.
SFX: CRACK!!

Panel 4
Seeing her opening, Robyn clubs Norman across the face with her make-shift shingi; a fountain of blood erupts from his nose in all directions.
SFX: Clang!