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Strip 791 -- First Seen: 2011-09-15
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Not-Safe.Space Kickstarter 2

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The epic Not-Safe.Space story continues with Part 2, and Scott requires funds to publish a print volume of _Not-Safe.Space_ Chapter 2.

This large-format, 48-page trade paperback is a must for fans of Eithne Lamdagan, aka The CUSH Queen, and her friends

The campaign begins Sunday, April 6 and concludes Tuesday, May 8.

Click on this link or on the picture to see the campaign preview page where you can sign up to be notified of the launch next week.


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.


The Transcript For This Page

Panel 1
Medium shot of Reggie and Babbette on the observation deck. There are a few people walking around, and nearby, an information kiosk with a computer terminal. It has a sign reading, 'A.I. Station.' Reggie is looking at it.
Babbette: The H-82 isn't ready to cast off yet.
Reggie: This might be a good time to learn about the strike at the hotel.

Panel 2
Reggie at the A.I. Station, Babbette standing by.
Caption: A.I. Stations provided commentary and answered questions about the crater's physical features, communities, statistics and news.
Reggie: Computer, give me information about the social movement at the Hotel Otaared.

Panel 3
Closer shot of Reggie at the A.I. Station, Babbette standing by. Reggie looks annoyed.
A.I.: I'm sorry sir, I have no information about that.
Reggie: That's odd.

Panel 4
Reggie and Babbette both looking over their shoulders as a uniformed ship's steward approaches. He is holding a small device, a bit bigger than a cell-phone, in their direction and glancing at it as he speaks.
Steward: Good day ... Mr. and Mrs. Juárez.
Steward: I'm James, a steward on the H-82.
Steward: How are you enjoying your first trip to Mercury?



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