Narration - Mad Max - Demo 1

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Emotion, Mid to low picth, varying timbre

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
my life fades, the vision dims. All that remains are memories. I remember a time of chaos, ruined dreams, this wasted land. But most of all, I remember the road warrior, the men we called Max to understand who he was, you have to go back to another time. When the world was powered by the black fuel and desert spread a great cities of pipe and steal going now swept away for reasons long for gotten to muddy warrior tribes went to war and touched off a blaze which engulfed tomorrow without fuel. They were nothing. They built a house of straw. The thundering machines sputtered and stopped. Their leaders talked and talked and talked, but nothing constantly avalanche. Their world crumbled. The city's exploded. A world wind of looting, a fire fear met began to feed on men. On the road is a white line nightmare. Only those mobile enough to scavenge brutal enough to pillage would survive. The gangs took over the highways, ready to wage war for a tank of juice. And in the maelstrom of K, ordinary men battered and smashed men like Max the warrior Max