English Male Voice Actor, Sci Fi, Alien, Lizard, Robot, Audio Book,
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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foolish human, Who do you think I am Alex, Duck lower as the terminal exploded above him, the acrid smell of smoke filling the room, rocks, the destroyer will take your miserable spleen back as a trophy to the high Lord emperor. The warrior beat the scales of his chest before hefting his plasma hand for another shot. Really spleen Alex fired as he moved, red bolts of energy cutting down more nameless minions while the man looked for cover, that's the best you can come up with not a head or spine. Humans have no spine heated plasma cut through the bulkhead only inches away from Alex. He shook his head, still seeing green. Let's find out. Shall we activating his rocket boots, Alex leaped over his cover, twisting and turning through the air. He pointed his blasters at two alien lizards as he passed between them and you die, Alex blinked, fingers, still clutching onto the figurine of a small man. The figurine was a miniature version of himself. If a bit more muscular, what you die. The woman across the table regarded Alex with unflinching purple eyes. She could see that her simple explanation of his character's demise was not going to be sufficient and thus prepared her anti winding protocols. Tally gesture to the holographic board. I'm having trouble suspending my disbelief that you have the accuracy to hit a two moving targets while spinning through the air like a what is the word you call it? Olympic athlete, ninja warrior. Either way you were shot to pieces, vaporized and die, but I have the dual wielding ability. The man paused before clarifying my character, I should say, who is based off you based off my fantasy self has the dual wielding ability. If it's only a matter of acrobatics. Sally glanced away from the captain, her eyes drifting down to the holographic 20 sided die in her metallic hand. The rules were quite clear about the matter, but there were no rules saying she had to actually follow the rules. Alright, tally clutched to die tightly give me two acrobatic rolls, one for the leap, one for the landing. If you fail either of them, you fall flat on your face and rocks, laughs at you mercilessly before taking your spleen. Really? My spleen? Well, I'd hate to imagine someone carrying off my captain's head as a trophy that's comforting. I think the man took up his custom colored holographic dice and began to shake them in his hand, drawing out the role in such a way that drove tally up a wall. Why did organics have to make such a show about everything Alex rolled both crewmates lean closer to read the dice, I could regrow a spleen right