Character Reel (Harley Viveash)

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Harley Viveash

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Description

This is Harley's character reel, for gaming and animation purposes, and to demonstrate the breadth of accents and vocal qualities that he is comfortable with. The reel demonstrates a span of ages, pitches, and styles of character - from rugged Yorkshireman fantasy knights to nervous Brooklynese Sci-fi merchants, from duplicitous Irish prisoners to villainous RP overlords. The majority of pieces in the reel are also written by Harley, in the style of different video game NPC's and animated characters.

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Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (England - Yorkshire & Humber) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC) North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I see you gather before May. Hungry, Terrified, clutching your babes to go grass. Your kings have failed you. So now you turn to the gods. Do not plead. Welcome to gizmos. Wonder Emporium, home of the finest blasters implies mint raised this site of the cash Mo's eight. Lady, don't touch that. I knocked yourself. Don't leave the black hole generator lying around. Hey there, you with the K's? You mind helping her fellow out of here? It's awfully cold. And well, this chap might know where buried coin or two is hidden outside these walls. If you have any out or show. Yeah. Promise. Excuse me. Good. Sir, we appear to have taken a wrong turn. Is this the way to the crystal citadel? Don't know you're in mold, which would stay here if I were you. Match, say, for no. No, you're not listening to Bore is always doesn't like teaching Borys like making my name is under Lorne, son of Gareth on the great and rightful heir to the throne of the White Castle, I have journeyed for thousands of miles, vanquish countless folds, defeated whole armies to get here and I, um, desperate for the loo of you 11. You were nearby. Okay, if my calculations are correct, I have about an hour of oxygen left. So these are the last words I can afford to say. Car. I'm sorry.