Strip 693 -- First Seen: 2011-05-02
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On Their Way....

This is a message for the IGG QV9 backers! For those of you who ordered physical perks, they are on their way via USPS. For those of you who selected one or more of the PDF perks, you should have received an email from DriveThruComics.com. That email contains links to the vouchers you need to download your copy of the PDF you requested.

If you haven't seen it yet, be sure to check your spam folder. If you still can't find the email from DriveThruComics, let us know and we'll get the links you need.

Signing and Shipping

Scott has finished autographing all the books, and we've started shipping them out. Your physical perks should show up in the next week or so (might be a bit longer for international shipments). We expect to send out vouchers (via email) to those who wanted the PDF e-books.

Once again, many thanks to our backers. Stand by for further updates.

The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
We are in a medium-sized private room, looking up from a position a bit less than a meter above the floor. We can see Captain Chang, looking down at us expectantly, with a soft smile.
Chang: Other than that, Sv Turner, how did you like the show?

Panel 2
Swing around and pull back to reveal the whole scene. Chang is standing beside a bed on which Ed is resting. Bedsheets are pulled up to his chest, he's wearing a soft cotton shirt. A couple of tubes are running from under those sheets to some sort of high-tech device, about the size of a loaf of bread, resting on a shelf built into the bed's headboard. Ed is smiling. The bed is adjustable, like a hospital bed, but otherwise the room looks like an ordinary bedroom.
Chang: I'm really sorry she shot you, Ed.
Ed: No problem, Pardner. It was only a flesh wound.

Panel 3
Medium shot of Chang, looking pained and regretful.
Chang: She drilled you through the heart, Ed. You died.

Panel 4
Medium shot of Ed, smiling sardonically.
Ed: Yeah, but it didn't take.
Ed: They slapped me in the emergency autodoc with time to spare.