Character Voice Reel - Robin Reads

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Description

Demo reel of a range of accents in different characters and genres - comedy, drama, villain, monster, travalogue

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (General) Eastern European (General) French (General) Scottish (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Uh huh. Next prisoner Step forward. Yeah. What is your name? Etienne. Gerard. Colin l of the third two thirds of conflict. Have you know a young officer named Sue be wrong? Certainly my record says we buried him. Ah. How did he die? We buried him. You buried him alive. Oh, disturbs my slumber. Prepare to suffer mortal agonising torture. Exquisite pain. All this I will do to you. A vampire. You should watch your step. Keep the pup. How do you know my name? Hey, do you have candy? Trick or treat? I'm sorry. Vampires don't eat candy. In fact, we don't eat anything at all. What? I was told this place had the best candy. Let me give you one piece of advice. Whatever you do, don't go through the red door. Okay? Oh, 11 more thing. Keep the puppet move. Yeah, science is opposed to theological dogmas because science is founded on fact. To me, the universe is simply a great machine which never came into being and never will end. The human being is no exception to the natural order. Man like the universe is a machine. Well, good afternoon, Children. How pleasant of you to stop by on such a foreboding and blustery day. I hope the rain didn't get the best of you. Isn't it extraordinary how it's been pouring unceasingly? Well, come get warm by the half and join me as I read. Holy Scripture. Children. Do you read the Bible? Did you know it's the most fascinating book ever? Let me explain. Yeah. My name is Scaramanga. Francisco Scaramanga. I feel I know you, Mr Bond. Although I never thought we would ever really meat. But it is a pleasure for me to finally meet you. I see you're admiring my home at a million dollars a contract I can afford to live. Well, Mr Bond, you work for peanuts. A hearty well done from Her Majesty the Queen and a pittance of a pension. Apart from that, we are the same. We both enjoy killing. Perhaps you should have killed me when you first saw me. But then, of course, the English don't consider it sporting to kill in cold blood, Do they? Personally? I've got nothing against you, Mr Bond, and would like to keep it that way. Let us hope our paths never cross again.