The Short Story Of Marionettes, Inc. And The Murderer

â€Å"Ray Bradbury was an American fantasy and horror author who rejected being categorized as a science fiction author, claiming that his work was based on the fantastical and unreal† ( Ray Bradbury Biography.com). Ray Bradbury was unlike any other writer, he took science fiction and made it a real genre in literature. The short stories â€Å"Marionettes, Inc. and â€Å"The Murderer† are just two of the many pieces he published. â€Å"Marionettes, Inc.† is a short story on two men, Braling and Smith, who are having problems in their marriages and try to solve them through the use of robots (technology). This turned out to be an awful idea because Brailing Two (the robot) takes over Braling’s life and locks him up in the basement and Smith finds out that his†¦show more content†¦Similarly, the short story â€Å"Marionettes, Inc.† states â€Å"Nettie!, Nettie! He cried. â€Å"What’ve you done with my money!† And then, the horrid thought. And then the terror and loneliness engulfed him. And then the fever and disillusionment. For, without desiring to do so, he bent forward and yet forward again until his fevered ear was resting firmly and irrevocably upon her round pink bosom. â€Å"Nettie!† he cried. Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick† (Bradbury 218). Ray Bradbury repeats the word â€Å"tick† (onomatopoeia) to reveal that Smith’s wife is actually a robot. The dictions â€Å"terror†, â€Å"loneliness† and â€Å"horrid† prove that Smith was surprised and quite terrified to find out that his wife was in fact a robot. Therefore, Ray Bradbury builds a unique voice in the short stories â€Å"Marionettes, Inc. and â€Å"The Murderer† through diction and figurative language. Furthermore, Ray Bradbury creates a unique voice in the short stories â€Å"Marionettes, Inc.† and â€Å"The Murderer† through setting. The short story â€Å"The Murderer† states â€Å"Music moved with him in the white halls. He passed an office door. â€Å"The Merry Widow Waltz† Another door: Afternoon of a Faun. A Third: â€Å"Kiss Me Again.† He turned into a cross-corridor. â€Å"The Swan Dance† buried him in cymbals, drums, pots, pans, knives, forks, thunder, and tin lighting. All Sojan 3 washed away as he hurried through an anteroom where a secretary