Demo - TF 2 Classes
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
African (General) French (General) North American (South West - Texas) North American (US New England - Boston, Providence)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Oh, hey, I am the scale here. You're like a car crash in slow motion. It's like I'm watching you fly through a windshield. This mist. You're a disgrace to the uniform, pal. What is your major malfunction? Brother started. Bore me. How much? You suck. Yeah, Nice moves, Mumbles. Drink it in, pal. That's how failure tastes. I am owning you, you fat but bested. Nice hustle. Tonnes of fun. Next time, eat a salad. Is that all you got more on? Hey, Overalls, you suck. Here's a schematic for you, my ***. Doctor! Doctor! Doctor! It was a mercy killing. You live in a camper van to keep the whole time for this disguised debt. Hey, look, you shape shifted into a dead guy. Pop quiz. I'll just take a bit of more onto death. Sorry. Time's up. You're dead. Well, guess that'll do. Yeah, I'll take that rocket boy. Yeah, I just got drafted into my war. Gotcha. Mumbles dominated, Smokey, never mind the bullets. How much are all these coffins? Castagna? I've seen better sides of beef been run over by a combine. Yeah, Chuck Waggon. Yeah. I'll just ain't doing it right. A real Texan would have dodged that. You can always tell a Texas, but you can't tell him much, Doctor. I'm the better man. I'm a killer of men dot And that's God's honest truth. It ain't getting any harder for me to kill. You dominated turncoat. Y'all had more gadgets for killing. You would need so many for Harden. I'm done playing games with you, boy. Gentlemen, they can better you in the tomb of the unskilled soldier or soldier. Who will they ever find to replace you? Anyone? Kaboom! Indeed, your drunken wretch. Here's what I have that you dot a functioning liver depth perception and the post. Oh, fat man, please. This is getting awkward. You died as you lived morbidly obese. How the partner Happy trails labourer. Not too much of a quick there. Aria. Partner! Medic! Medic! Medic! I'm looking at your X rays, and I'm afraid your suck do your repulsive Bushman. Oh, please, just stay down. You live in a van. I'll see you in ****. You're handsome, Rog. Go to **** and take the cheap suit with you. This will be the last time you see me