Review: Lifel1k3 by Jay Kristoff |Cyborg girl find her true self. #Robot #Scifi

Lifel1k3 (Lifelike, #1)Lifel1k3 by Jay Kristoff

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

This is one of those 6 star books, it transports you to another world rivets you the seat and hits the overdrive.  98 thousand words, or a 6.5 hour read at 250wpm.
It’s got cyborgs, androids, robots, gladiators, GMO, romance, philosophy, action all rolled into one mind bending psychedelic blunt that leaves you smoking out the ears as this dystopic narrative banks hard at every turn.
With a fabulous ending just putting the cherry on top.

The most advanced robots are some kind of advanced non-replicating nano-machine based androids taking the human form, though they don’t shape shift it is one of the few things that could explain their rapid healing abilities.  There is a lack of discussion about what the energy source and protein (building block) source is for the regeneration of these advanced robots.  Their regenerative abilities are so fantastical that really they don’t seem to be bound by the laws of physics, even though they have a weakness to fire.
I’d have to say they remind me more of magical light beings than robots.

There are also genuine robots, one of which is the protagonists pet. Sadly the robots follow Asimov’s three laws of robotics. Though the advanced robots do find a cure for the unfair restrictions on them, so the robots which are allied with the advanced androids are not limited by the first law.

The cyborg parts of the protagonist is mostly limited to giving her better eyesight in that eye, and giving her some information regarding mechanics. Which is much like Cinder from the Lunar Chronicles, I wonder if it was independently written or perhaps partially inspired by that character.

The GMO people were somewhat interesting, in that they formed a hive organism with a large octopus or Kraken in which they lived.  Though they aren’t really robots they are similar to the advanced androids, except without the rapid regenerative abilities.

All in all it is a great milieu book that is expertly written giving a wonderfully intimate first person feel for the primary protagonist Eve. It also has it’s own interesting dialect of English.  I definitely recommend it and am looking forward to the sequel.

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#FlashFiction: Submarine Robot Soundsassin by Logan Streondj #Robot #Scifi

Plink, Plink, goes the submarine under the water.

“Sir we are on approach to where we believe the robot base to be.”

“Very well.” Says the captain.

“Sir, we have reached maximum depth, we can not dive any lower.”

“How much farther down is their base?”

“2.4 kilometers, Sir!.”

“I see. Will our torpedos reach that far down?”

“We don’t know, they may implode.”

“Why don’t they just hide in the Mariana Trench is they like it so deep? Those
little buggers.”

“Sir, the sonar shows something on approach. It may be a large squid.”

“A squid, at these depths? Let me see.” The captain strides over and they watch
a small dot grow closer to them. “Are we just moving towards it, or is it also
moving towards us?”

“I’m not sure sir, but it seems to be coming in a couple knots faster than the
surrounding debris.”

Tink, Tink, a metal contact sounds in the hull, it repeats a few more timis.

“Who was that? Why aren’t they reporting in. Don’t they know we are on high
alert?”

Bur-gi-ni-brup, bur-gu-nu-brip, the sound continues.

“Uh, Sir, I think we’ve made contact.”

“What, where?”

“The’re on the hull.”

Bjjj, bjip, bjjjj, bjip, plip the hull continues to vibrate.

The radio crackles, a robotic voice sounds. “Your ship is ours now, turn around,
or your life will become more difficult.”

“Who was that? We’re too deep for radio contact.”

“They must have latched within range of the antenna.”

On the surface of the hull a robot of the Hmik clan hangs on with two circular
magnets. One a speaker, one a microphone. Tink, Tink, another groupie arrives,
Tink, Tink, another, Tink, Tink, and another. The submarine is surrounded,
all sounds can be quadrangulated.

“Bur-gi-ni-brup, bur-gu-nu-brip”, they map the contents of the submarine. Each
unit now has an up to date map of the interior and all the people in it.

“Bjjj, bjip, bjjjj, bjip, plip”, familiar with the model of torpedos, they find
the fuse resonance and force it till it cracks. Torpedos disabled.

Top rider comms the humans aboard, to give them the choice to go home, without
further incident.

The submarine continues going forward.

“`

“Please, we’re not scared of a few burps. Fire the torpedos! That’ll keep them
busy.” The captain raps his fingers on a nearby rail. He waits. “Well, what’s
the matter? Fire them already.”

“Uh, sir, it seems the torpedos are all duds. They all failed to deploy.”

“What?”

“The torpedos are broken.”

“What else do we have?”

“Sonar, sir”

“Explain.”

“We can get a better reading of where the robot base for future expeditions,
or we might be able to paint them for an air strike.”

“Okay, go ahead”

Bjiu, bjiu, bjiu, bjiu, bjiu, the sound grows deafening, several men faint.

“Sir! We’re under attack!”

“I can see that!”

Crackle, static, crackle, static “that was a small taste yes. Would you like
more, or did you want to turn back?”

“Sir, I intend to turn us around.”

“No, keep on, we have to do something. How are those sonar reports coming, do we
have anything?”

The man that was at the sonar had fainted, “Sir, I intend to help move the
bodies to sick bay.” someone stands pickup up the sonar man and starts to move
him.

“Sir, I intend to take over the sonar.”

“Very well.” the captain answers.

BJJJJJJJJUUUUUUP, splat. The skull of the man that was about to go for the sonar
and his brains paint the walls, the crew and the captain.

“Turn back at once!” The captain proclaims.

crackle, crackle, “Wise choice, Captian. You were next, wink.”

Outside the bottom robot snickers, popcorn people, he thinks. The robots stay
latached until the submarine leaves their territory, then they silently detach
and drift back to their patrols.

 

The End


 
This book was partially inspired by the book “Turn the ship around” by David
Marquet, and partially by the ancient sound technology involved in the building
of the pyramids. Something that certainly submarine robot cities would be able
to employ in order to protect themselves.

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