If you want to read about cyberware, sci-fi trans-humanism, and an incredible amount of witty characters, then this book is for you. The cover and excerpt of the novel by Aubrey Wood is exclusive to io9.
Bang Bang Bodhisattva follows a trans woman hacker-for-hire who, in an attempt to make rent, teams up with a luddite P.I. to solve a murder she’s been falsely accused of. A unique hard-boiled detective / science fiction mash-up story unfolds, with a vibrant and diverse cast of characters.’
You have a pretty good idea of what this book is going to deliver if you combine the attitude of Gideon the Ninth with the noir pastiche ofArcher Dreamland. The first chapter is the first media showing on io9.
The big idiot had a robot fist in his hand and it flew into the air. This was a loss at night.
A person spun out and hit something. Next to her, he dropped down. They looked at each other. He brushed his nose with his fingers.
You have a little.
A person touches another person's face. Her nose was bloodied. She exclaimed, "Thank you!"
The goon grabbed her by the collar, the other one was a white guy in a white suit, and she had a chance to admire his hands. Black shells with gold filigree and rubber fingers. I thought in a fog. They seem expensive.
The lummox with the nice hands threw Kiera through a doorway and she fell across a tacky rug into a room with old monitors and a big safe. The white goon gave him the cue to follow.
The white one said that Mr. Carson told him he wasn't allowed in his clubs. The door was closed by the black person.
The man rolled to face the woman. I want you to remember that item I gave you.
The woman groaned. It's uh-huh.
Push the red button when it's time to take it out.
The white goon knelt down and, with cyber- hands the color of fine white chocolate, started punching the shit out of poor Herrera, who grunted and howled like she was reminded of this. The other boy was going to get her.
She put the device in the front of her underwear so that it would look like her dick bulge when the bouncers looked at her. She pushed a red button on the side after pulling it out.
The world was engulfed in flames. She was shocked and horrified when she heard something scream in her ear.
'Jesus fuck!'
The small thing was dropped by her. She blinked out of her vision and her smart- ear buzzed. The black goon had his fingers in his ears. The white one was rubbing his eyes while flipping out his dark glasses.
If Kiera hadn't pushed that button, the big boys would've been getting ready to swiped right. The white guy was beaned on the dome like he was going for a carnival prize, and then the black guy smashed his lens. The gorilla hit the floor with their feet.
Sometimes the most effective solutions are the simple ones. I think it's funny.
He rubbed his nose and gestured at the goon with his fingers. He chuckled with a loud laugh.
Look, child. Now he has a small amount.
A-ha-ha-ha. There was blood all over her hands after she tried to blow her nose.
I'm grouchy.
It was my nose. She tried to breathe but it made her want to run away. I believe it's broken. You don't have health insurance. Why didn't you tell me what happened?
Whatever burnt-out bent bottlecap passed for his brain was made worse by the processes in his head. I thought you were aware.
What would I do? It's okay. Is it possible for us to go?
He got out of the door. He didn't let the bat go to waste. The two of them followed each other.
She was taken down a hallway filled with lights. She had a migraine after the punch in the face. She could feel the radiation coming into her head because the music from the club downstairs was so loud. She had a lot of blood in her body.
"I need to get five stars," she said.
He didn't move. Absolutely, child, of course.
There is a review.
It's okay.
A tip to break my nose.
Two seconds is all it takes for me to roll you up in a carpet.
They found a way up the stairs. A bald man with mirror- eyes got half of "Hey" out before he was hit for a home run and he went down.
A woman squatted and fished around in a jacket and holster. He had a weapon and a baton.
"Gotcha gotcha" The bouncers wore stun pistols on their hips. It was taken by her.
A man in the hall says, what the fuck are you doing?
They had encountered more trouble. While he tried to think of a line, Kiera whirled left and fired the stun gun. He convulsed and pissed himself off after he found a white pin in his suit.
It was cool to say it aloud but not so cool that she wanted people to hear her. She wanted to put the bombshell into a hip holster, but decided to keep it near her lips.
The man put his hand down. Why would you choose the real gun over the stunner?
"I don't want to kill anyone," he said, as if he was stupid. Don't you know that you're in enough trouble with Carson?
My girl is smart.
It's whatever.
She was taken to the end of the hall. The lock was locked by an old metal lock.
I'm able to do this one. The woman reached into her bag.
The bat was smashed clean off by the man. She looked at her eyes.
That's what I guess? Why did you take me?
He didn't reply to her. He opened the door. There was a big four-poster bed in the room. A man is on the bed with three strippers. What do you think about prostitutes? Do you mean both? All in various states of undress. The man ran to cover himself after seeing the two girls. They were women.
If she had ever seen a situation like that, she wouldn't beplussed.
That's right! That's what thehell! That's what the shit is.
Sex worker shadow-puppets were thrown on the far wall by a flash burst of white light.
Your husband makes a gesture.
The man grabbed the wrist of the woman and pulled her out of the hall.
A piece of the wooden door frame exploded into splinters as she was shot. As the evening suddenly plunged from shitty but probably a good story to oh my god I'm going to fuck die, Kiera's heart kicked up and acid fear flew out of her ribs.
Kiera said she was getting shot at. I'm getting shot at. I am finished with you after this. Do you hear me?
The time isn't the time.
Mr. Cheater yelled for someone to stop them. They need to be shot!
They stepped over the guard who was no longer able to do so. When they got to the pink hallway, the black and white guys were trying to get their legs back. They weren't letting the way out.
The stun gun is still good. The man asked quickly.
There was one shot.
You need to get the right.
The black goon was hit in the pec. He convulsed and fell all the way down. Before he could get a gun out and clop-thok, he had to reach the white one. It was smooth.
The boat sailed all the way to the stairs. The next stairs lead to the club level.
Two hits to the head can be fatal. It was just one person that could do it.
Is it because you have an iron deficiency?
I am being fired at.
They stumbled into a mob hangout after hitting the main floor. The place is trying to do too much at once, as she felt numb as she was dragged by the wrist past the game tables and into the disco. It was a dark place with a lot of people in it. They should be able to escape.
Since his false eye was an ancient piece of shit, it was no surprise that the guys with the guns had better vision than him. It's blam. There were people screaming and scattering. They probably thought it was a bunch of people shooting at each other.
Someone yelled, 'Stop, you fuck morons!' You are going to hit people.
It was a miracle they didn't. Did they have them? Kiera continued to run. In the way that a stage with your favorite band on it was close to you, the door was close. The people were getting ready to leave. The rap music contributed to her headaches by hitting her ears.
I like my pussy more than your girl's. They are better than your girl's.
Her girlfriend liked it. She wanted to see her boyfriend again. After this, she was done. There are doneskis. Five thousand is how many were out.
They didn't get holes in their heads when they hit the street. There was a cold drizzle. She jingled with her smart ear. She said, "Shut the fuck up!" but that wasn't a valid command. Decline, end call, end call!
She felt the air at her shoulder whip as she heard two more gunshots. A person in front of her took two shots in the back. Her stomach moved as her heart did a flip. It is not possible to say yes. Behind her, she looked. The guy from the room with the strippers was out on the sidewalk waving a gun and there were two other people with him.
The couple moved half a block with the crowd past a clothing store and a kiosk. There is an alley. He took his phone out.
Do you know what you're doing? There was a demand from Kiera.
Someone is looking for a vehicle. He stopped. I'm not a member of the site. Why don't I log in?
"Mimi, nearest U-Ride please, nearest U-Ride please, nearest", she said as she ducked behind a dumpster.
The assistant asked if she could get that for him. After getting up, he swung the bat and threw it. A man grunted as it clattered into something. They continued to run after Herrera grabbed her.
Is anything yet, child?
The blue arrow pointed up and right. Three hundred and forty meters, that's a way.
Can you tell me how your cardio is?
I don't own a vehicle.
I think it's good. It's not good, but.
It's alright! I think it's fuck! It's time to run! I don't like you.
They ran out the other side of the alley and tried to get away from the crowd, but they were going to be easy to find. He asked, which way? There was a person pointing. The black car screeched to a stop, blasted its horn, and Herrera hopped and skidded right across the hood as the black car stopped. She was happy to go around. One of the guns behind them went off and the car chunked forward as it sped away.
There was a police dog on the sidewalk. They looked to Kiera like dumbass brontosauruses. The LEDs on its body lit up red when it faced the gunshots.
There is a roof on this building. Don't, stop. EASE There is irrefutable proof. It's a good idea toEASE fire. There is aROOF by order of the new carson police department You will be able toEASE. There is a roof on this building.
It was like he was going to save it. There was a duck behind him.
There is aROOF Don't touch me. There is a roof over me.
Shoot back, you are wasting tax dollars. The dog shot a teeth-chatter across the street as he wrestled with the flailing robot to keep it pointed in the correct direction.
I ask that you release me. ROOF ROOF, CEASEFIRE.
There were three bullets hitting the windows. She pulled on the collar.
Maybe, enough Die Hard.
The machine-gun dog was thrown aside by the man. It tried to right itself by releasing staccato bursts of random gunfire, but it couldn't.
The man pulled the woman by her hands. Do you remember seeing Die Hard?
I'm thirty years old.
They ran past a donut shop and there was a car parked on the other side of the street. They ran to the car after crossing in traffic.
A man is climbing in a car with a shotgun.
The keys to the glove compartment were thrown to the other person. The dashboard and radio lit up neon green as the car roared by. When he got back into the car behind them, he crunched.
There was a moment when Kiera wonced. I think it's nice.
Did you notice the parking job? The thing was packed in a tighter way than yours.
Don't talk about my butt.
The car looked like it was going to hit the light. She was blind for a second. On top of urgent message prompt taking up the sides of her vision, climbing in the U-Ride brought up a full-splash, both-eyes ad for Abba, which was somehow, yes, still a thing. Kiera tried to get rid of it all. She was able to see again when the car had.
It was half way to the light. She was prepared to take a break.
The driver-side window was shattered when she heard the gunfire. The green lights went out after the dashboard chinks.
Aaah, son of a bitch.
The car went into the wrong lane after he let go of the steering wheel.
That's a big deal! In order to avoid a head-on collision, Kiera grabbed the wheel and wrenched it back. He put his hand in his mouth. There was blood on the floor.
Are they getting you?
They were able to get me. There is a steer You should go left.
The gas went into a red light. It was the five millionth time. She swung their U-Ride around the corner like a shopping cart, almost getting into an accident, and then held the course steady as they tore off down the street.
They didn't hear any gunshots for a whole tenth of a second. Then 20.
He put his shot hand in his jacket and let out a snort that made him laugh.
It was hard for her to blow her nose at him. His face was covered in blood and soot. He felt like he had taken a lemon.
That's right, hey!
She put her eyes back on the road.
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