Space Boss Intro excerpt
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General)Transcript
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space boss chopped a wound. The stranger looked overhead and trained his eyes for a moment, some. The sky erupted in a blistering light show. He watched his jagged beams of lightning jetted in spite across the blackened campus of early morning growls of Thunder followed the rain, pummelling the strangest brown raincoats and bounced from his flat cap. He adjusted the scarf covering the lower part of his face with a black glove can and examine the immediate area of the London suburb. Give or take the odd car, not a single thing stirred. The stranger pulled open the left side of his coat to reveal a line of devices he plucked out in device and click the screen. A map of the area appeared on the graphic Shawn Green. Upon the screen, you flick the image back and forth with his gloved hand until a flashing red dark came into view. The stranger looked in the direction indicated by the dot on the move forward, the sewing of the shooting star public house one this way and that animated by the wind, dim streetlights enveloped the pub in the ghostly veil. It brightened briefly with each electrical strike the stranger halted himself and surveyed the public house from across the street. He flipped over the map device to reveal the dot was now changing between red and yellow. He snapped the device shirt and proceeded towards the building. Once he was standing in the car park of the shooting stone, he stared up at the sign. For a moment, the light illuminated his insignia. He took the form of a red circle with a single red line running through it from the upper left quadrant to the lower right. The ends of the line broke the outer circumference of both points. The red artwork was outlined in black. He moved to the main door on under. The ample porch, took shelter from the heavy rain. He began to consult the map device he stabbed at the screen and slid the pages until the desired image appeared. It looked to be a blueprint of some kind, showing the public house and its perimeter. The stranger tap further, and soon yellow dots decorated the perimeter at certain intervals. The stranger, mindful of his surroundings, come to the left and to the right good, all clear. He moved from cover while I in the map device and followed the little Red Arrow that was showing the way the first star was behind the side wall of the public house. The stranger pulled another device from within these coats. It was much flatter and twice the length of the Mount device. The stranger took one glance around to make sure he was not being surveyed and proceeded to hold away part of the shrubbery that snuggle up to the wall. He took the device, clicked a button and slammed it to the wall. He positioned the camouflage back into place and made his way to the next position. Once all identical devices were positioned and pry into, the stranger began his retreat. He flipped over the monthly of ice and tap the screen, which in turn triggered one high Bieber, one low. There was a burst of white light rain fell upon the spot. We're not a second before the stranger had stood