Audio book mini-story for children: Rupert and the happy carrots (Voiced all characters and narration)

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This demo showcases my ability to do multiple characters at once, including the narration. I wrote this story intended to make it an audio book. In addition to the narration, I voiced an elderly wizard, a talking bunny, and a grumpy porcupine.

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Once upon a time, in a magical and ancient land called dumbbell stick, there lived a wizard who was as old as the giant sequoia trees that scattered the forest. This wizard was named Rupert, and Boy was Rupert, a grumpy old man he had lived through many generations and his happiness for life had faded long ago. And don't you dare cross my path. You will regret it. You should just steer clear of me as much as you can. So everyone who lived in Dumbbell Stick avoided Rupert. And it wasn't so hard to do because Rupert would wander the forest at night by himself and sleep during the day inside an old log near Shady Creek. And that's exactly how I want it to may. I don't need any of you to be bothering me with your problems. Nobody knew why Rupert was so unhappy, and no one seemed to really care. They just went about their normal lives and would only occasionally hear his faint grumblings at night in the darkness of the trees. Uh, every single step I take, I am reminded of how cruel and awful this world has become one particular night, Rupert was doing his usual walk through the forest looking for some mushrooms to mix in its stew. Suddenly he stepped on something. Or someone How? Watch where you're going, old man. I'm sorry I didn't see you down there, But obviously you are in the way. Who exactly are you and what are you doing in my forest? First of all, this ain't your forest. And second, it was your foot that got in my way, old man. And third, My name is Pickle. And you're lucky I didn't send a bunch of spines up through the skin of your dirty rotten stink foot spines. Wait a second. Are you a porcupine? Why do you look so different? I mean, you are completely gray and withered. I thought porcupines were brown. I used to be a beautiful brown and I was full of energy. You should have seen me years ago. I must have looked like a stinking squirrel that just ate a chocolate bar. Well, what happened to you? There was this boy that came by one day. I think his name was, uh, Burt or something like that. And I was just minding my own business in my borough and he just flies in there uninvited and unannounced. And I said, Hey, what do you do it, bro? And then this bird joker hands me a boxes cigarettes and tells me to give it a try. Well, I've been hooked ever since I smoke about a pack a day, and, uh, within about a year, I started to lose my color. And the rest of the story is history, as they say. And now I'm just waiting to be served up on a fruit platter somewhere. Fruit platter. What in heaven's name do you mean? Well, you know, my kind gets turned into that yellowish sour taste and fruit that's prickly on the outside. Just like me. Are you talking about a pineapple? You, sir, are a pork. You pine, not a pineapple. There's a big difference. You are not a fruit. Well, that's the best news I've heard all day, old man. You take care yourself. You do the same pickle. And I'm very sorry for your situation. Much appreciated, Rupert continued on his stroll through the forest. The whole village was sleeping and the moon was out casting a beautiful white illumination across the land. The old wizard started to realize that he wasn't so angry anymore. His misery was replaced with concern over Pickle, the Porky Fine. He knew that Pickle was in a real pickle with his health, and he felt like he needed to do something for him. But what could he possibly do? I I think I have an idea. Rupert remembered that a week before he was picking Berries in Brooklyn, Dale Swamp and came across a baby rabbit named Theodore. At that time, Theodore was trying to sell Rupert a bag of carrots and said that the carrots were healthy and healing. And this is how Rupert responded that day. Don't you dare try and peddle that orange looking garbage onto me. I would never consume that. Nor should any. What else? You should be ashamed of yourself. They look ugly and even you look ugly. Oh, my. If Onley Rupert could take back those harsh words to Theodore So hateful, so mean. But today is a new day. Ah, fresh start And Rupert desperately wanted to help pickle. So Rupert went back to broken Dale Swamp and saw Theodore there at his little carrot stand. Ah. Hello there, Theodore. I don't know if you remember me, but I am Rupert the Wizard. And I can't buy last week and you tried to sell me a bag of carrots. Of course I remember you. Would you like a bag of carrots? Were offering a two for one sale to dull. Well, yes, Theodore, I would love to. But first, I would like to offer my apologies to the way I spoke to you last week. It was uncalled for and I did not mean it. The carrots are not only they look delicious, and you are certainly not ugly. In fact, you are furry and adorable, and I absolutely love your long eyelashes. Labs like tojust clip hopping. Ammon keep hopping along. I like that. That's wrong. Propping among okay, carrots. They're so helpful. Make sure they're cooked them in your stove for fouls minutes before them. And the next fall, I promise you will feel great. Why? Thank you so much, Theodore. I will do that and I will be sure to keep hopping along. As you say. That's a good one, Burba. You're a funny, funny man. Rupert started his journey back to find Pickle. By this time the sun was just about to come up. And this was normally when Rupert would be settling down in his log to go to sleep. But he felt energized. He was on a mission to help a sick stranger. It was a long walk back to Pickles Borough, and by the time he got there, the porky pine was nowhere to be seen. Pickle. Oh, pickle. It's Rupert the Wizard. I have something for you. Pickle. Pickle. Are you around? The a u way? Pickle? Is that you? Where are you? I'm down here in my borough, old man. Trying to get some sleep and hoping that I never wake up again. Well, come on out real quick. Where you I I have a surprise for you. All right, fine. But this better be good. Ah, there you are, my friend. Looking chipper, as always. What's in the bag? These are carrots. Ah, whole bunch of them. Just for you. I bought them from a rabbit down at Broken Dale Swamp. They are going to cure you. Yeah, I'll believe that when I start seeing pineapples fallen from the sky, I really must insist you try these. And even though you've been smoking cigarettes for so long, I do believe they will provide some much needed relief for you. All right, fine. Handed over. You know what these are, uh, the Zahra. There is a really, really fantastic I agree. Now make sure you eat this entire bag and cook them in a stew. I hear wonderful things about cooked carrots. Okay, old man, I'll do that. You you've got a heart of gold. I don't understand. What changed with you from what I've hood, you've always been the jerk of the woods besides me. I guess I realized after meeting you that other creatures and people have worse lives than me and going through various challenges of their own. I suppose it's just time for me to stop being selfish and start thinking about how I can help others feel good. I mean, I'm a wizard. I couldn't create magic and happiness if I choose to. That's what I used to do long ago. Maybe I'll do it again. Well, you sure did. Creates a magic with these carrots, and I really appreciate it. By the way, Why have you been so grumpy for so long? I mean, you know my story now. What happened to you? Well, about 30 years ago I was running alongside the river. My foot slipped and sharp, tiny little rock embedded itself beneath by toenail. And ever since then I've had a little rock in my nail. And each step I take it causes great pain. That's yet You've got to be kidding me. Whatever do you mean? It hurts badly? Because I can fix it, old man. I'm going to do that right now for you. And at that moment, Pickle removed one of his spines and quickly pride the rock loose from Rupert's foot. It popped out and Pickle tossed it into a pond nearby. Oh, my goodness. Oh, my goodness. You did it. You really, really did it. 30 years, 30 years I've been dealing with that. And then I meet you and you fix it in seconds. I can't believe it. You are truly wonderful. Said truly wonderful. Don't mention it, Rupert. You helped me out a lot too. And stop by my borough. Any time I'll offer you up a carrot sandwich, consider it done, Mr Pickle. Okay, well, I'm going to be hopping along now. Quite literally. as a matter of fact, thanks to you. You do that, Rupert. You go hop along. We're all gonna go hop along because that's what we dio. Indeed. Hop along. We shall. And from that day forward, Rupert was not the same. He moved into the village, slept at night, performed magic during the day and spent the rest of his days with a smile on his face and ah, hop in his step. Hop happy, huh? The end.