Story Narration demo

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Description

This demo uses examples from my work on “the wicked library”

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
When they arrived, she was sitting by the window, admiring the tulips in the front garden. The garden had been somewhat neglected of late, but these blooms at least promised cheerful heralds of another spring. She watched as the group came towards the cottage way too far apart. She and I, off kilter, he might say. Emma sounded almost scared. Who's Dan poppies mentioning someone called Dan, who was over last night? Emma hesitated. You're bringing men home to see our daughter, For Christ sake, Emma. Not where she lives. Emma. They've gone to visit him in hospital tonight. But they found he disappeared. And now he's here about to knock on my door. I thought his smile. I think it's beginning to squirm in the moonlight. I'm no idiot. I know how you must see May, sir. After Cain. Plastic magnates, Plastic Emperor. You probably picture me living out in the countryside, burning stacks of money to keep warm hunting foxes for fun, slapping the greasy backs of fact politicians to keep the wheels turning in my favour. Well, you'd be wrong. Drained, spent, but not lifeless. Her pale eyes are open, her mouth is moving slowly, limply a fish out of water, gasping for air. Instead of big, bulky machines, we'd use real estate. You could play street fighter, too, on the Sydney Opera House and Tetris on the Empire State Building Way will turn your town. Your cities and even your corner shops into the world's largest retro games are.