Standard Demo Voice Showcase

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This demo highlights a few aspects of my voice, it progresses from an opening monologue in my normal voice through a deeper accented military type. After that there is a brief showcase of a creature/demonic whisper voice, followed by a soft villainous monologue on insanity. After that, I read a short script in my normal voice and then a monologue about a man's 100th birthday. The last showcase is what I call my scientist/pompous nerd voice, which talks about experimenting on squid. I hope you enjoy!

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (General) North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
This is my voice. There is no music in. There are no sound effects on Lee. The pure clear sound recorded for your years. I am a voice over artist. Ah, voice actor. That was talent and I can convey my message in many ways, in many tones and with many emotions. For example, I can speak in a very light whisper to share an intimate message with you or my voice consume very deeply the many respect from those who are listening. My voice can express sympathy to someone who has just experienced great loss or it can reflect that happiness one feels after accomplishing something great. I sit or stand in before this tube, constructed of metals, of plastics, of wires and of looking, which listens patiently to me as if it were alive like a mistress, hour after hour, day after day and night after night. It never judges me. However, it is a reflection of me, one which is neither eventual more forgiving. I'm a voice actor and this is my voice in the grim darkness of the foot we first millennium. There is only war on mankind. T is on the brink of extinction. There are many enemies of the imperium, the alien, the heretic on the demon power and corruption has turned about brother against bow brother who could safe millennium from annihilation. The space Marie's with voter and chainsaw will cleanse this galaxy sector by sector burn killed, purge. Let none survive The bow line to be drawn on The time to make a stand is now which saw it. Will you be on ready? You you Well, you, uh, step into that there is should think about you're there are just memory is so treacherous One moment you're lost in a carnival of the lights with pregnant childhood aromas than the neon flashing of puberty. All that sentimental candy floss the next it leads you to somewhere you don't want to go. Some are dark and cold, filled with damp, ambiguous shapes of things you'd hope we're for gun memories can be vile, repulsive little brutes like Children, I suppose. Can we live without them? Memories are what our reason is based upon. We cannot face them. We deny reason itself, although why not? We are contractually tied down to rationality. There's no sandy Claus. So when you find yourself walked onto an unpleasant train of thought, heading for the places in your past where the screaming was unbearable. Remember, there's always madness. Madness is the emergency exit. You can just step outside and close to war on all those dreadful things that happened. You can lock them away forever. It still looked a lot like you. Well, to me, at least, it seemed like a twin have been act like I could, but not like I could. And yet they could still remember what I'd for gotten and can perform and look the way I used to start to describe it. Seems like you're having a crisis with yourself. You know yourself best. No, it's more like a paradox of real and fake it natural and artificial. So much thought that it doesn't make any sense. Today. I'm 100. I don't feel older. I mean mentally. Physically I am dired. They walk with the cane and they fall in a couple of times lately. Been trying to eat, right? Watch my blood sugar have to be vit that nimble for the ladies. I try not to spend too much time thinking about the old times. The memories in all everyone I knew in school is best on do of. My Children are gone. It's just not very for parents to bury their Children. Well, he supposed that So I wanted to talk about today. Not much for birthday, when the ones you love and miss the most are around to share with you and just getting tougher getting on and really? Yes. Heather, how are you? We're here at the squid Research lab are doing wonderful as it is our time and job to present research on ecological curiosities of this fascinating square the creature this particular squid can infect, transforming three sermonize square the farm that convey dive into and become one with their when in humanoid form, they can utilize very strolls to cover perfect Well, we have officially named this breed of squid the inkling we refer to discover them. Swedes like mark garments, squids we can, after their appearances, will including skin down and eye color. For some reason, there were their hair light and because seemed to change color automatically in combat situations. Saints tells us that the squids natural nemesis is the Octopus or in ist Ishtiaq Terrians. But October I will do it seems that when Captain Cuttlefish has ordered England's back toe a zapping stolen by the OC, Terrians with Captain Cuttlefish is expert advice. The majors take magnet selfish.