James Bartlett - Narration Reel
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
British (England - East Midlands, Leicester) British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)Transcript
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long ago on the wild and windy Isle of Burke, a smallish Viking with a longish name stood up to his ankles in snow. Hiccup. Horrendous haddock. The third, the hope and heir to the tribe of the hairy hooligans, had been feeling slightly sick ever since he woke up that morning. 10 boys, including Hiccup. We're hoping to become full members of the tribe, bypassing the Dragon Initiative programme. They were standing on a bleak little beach at the bleakest spot on the whole Bleak Island. Heavy snow was falling. Pay attention! Scream Gobbler, The Belch, the Soldier in charge of teaching initiative. This will be your first military operation and Hiccup will be commanding the team. Oh, no! Hiccup! Grown dogs! Breath the dir brain and most of the other boys. You can't put Hiccup in charge, sir. He's useless. Hiccup! Horrendous! Haddock! The third, the hope and heir to the tribe of the Harry hooligans wiped his nose miserably on his sleeve. He sank a little deeper into the snow. Anybody would be better than Hiccup snared snot faced Snotlout. Even fresh legs would be better than hiccup. Fishlegs had a squint that made him as blind as a jellyfish. An analogy to reptiles. Silence! Rod Gobber, the belch The next boy to speak has limpid for lunch for the next three weeks, there was silence immediately.