Strip 729 -- First Seen: 2011-06-21
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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
Reggie and Babbette are romping in their cabin bed, but interrupted by a siren.
Siren: CH-DREEEP! CH-DREEP! CH-DREEP!
Babbette: What the fu –?

Panel 2
Reggie and Babbette now sitting in the bed, sheets/covers/pillows scattered about but covering up their naughty bits. They are listening to the loudspeaker announcement.
Loudspeaker: ATTENTION ALL PASSENGERS!
Loudspeaker: A Radiation Emergency is declared! Repeat, Radiation Emergency!

Panel 3
Reggie and Babbette, now clad in bathrobes and slippers, hustle out their cabin door into a hallway where we can also see close to a dozen other people, in various states of dress, hustling out their own cabin doors and striding in the same direction.
Loudspeaker: Everyone must proceed immediately to their assigned shelters!

Panel 4
A radiation shelter – an austere, steel-walled room with a sink and several bunk-beds lining the walls. Most of these have two people sitting in them. Babbette and Reggie sit together in one. Everyone looks either bored or a little nervous.
Babbette: Was there a coronal mass ejection, or is this just a safety drill?
Reggie: The sun can be a real bitch sometimes, when you get close.