Villain Monologue

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Description

Demo for a villain script. How would a villain sound like, angry, wanting revenge against another nation.

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.
Today is the day brethren. Today we are making history. How many times have you been told your weak, worthless, mocked and tortured by the high blooded? They demonize us. They see us as maggots feasting on leftovers of their luxury, their greed, their arrogance. It stops today. We will take back what is ours? We are the same species. They are not superior to us. Those awful high bloods live in a lilliputian fever dream while we dig our way out of the poverty in this living landfill. Today is the day we say, No, mind your own chores! Kill the gone Drax parasites yourself. If you care so much about your curse it. City work for it. You do not deserve comfort or luxury. Was sacrificing our energy to keep you happy, just in hopes of feeding our starving Children. And you don't even treat us with an inch of respect. We, the low blooded refuse mark. Our words. We refuse. Today is the day brethren. Today we are making history. How many times have you been toured your week, worthless, mocked and tortured by the high blooded. They demonize us. They see us as maggots, feasting on leftovers of their luxury. They agreed their arrogance. It stops today. We will take back what is ours. We are the same species. They are not superior to us. Those awful high bloods live in a lesion fever dream when we dig our way out of the poverty of this living landfill. Today is the day we say. No! Mind your own chores killed, began track parasites yourself. If you care so much about your damn city, work for it, you do not deserve comfort or luxury while sacrificing our energy to keep you happy, just in hopes of feeding our starving Children. And you don't even call us to treat us with an inch of respect. We the little blooded refuse mark our words. We refuse.