Ash Creek
Project Overview
Ash Creek is a strange little town practically in the middle of nowhere full of just as strange townies who treat the bizarre and frightening events that take place as a daily occurrence- which it practically is. One doesn't have to be insane to live there. But it always helps.
The project is open on behalf of the actual creator. For now, it will be made into an animatic but with time, it will be a full animation. Looking forward to the auditions!
Edit: Moved up the deadline. Eager to start recording soon.
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Yvette is a living doll created by the town's toymaker. She has an almost motherly way of conducting herself, her voice gentle and nurturing yet knowing. She's a woman aware of the secrets the town holds and keeps them to herself very well.
- female young adult
- female adult
I'm sorry if I'm a little off today. It's hard to describe it but something's changed. It's a chilling sensation. Like the frigid moments you lie there, watching your killer run as fast as they can away from the scene while you feel the blood leak from your body and your fingertips run cold before sleep slowly takes you over. Something is taking us over. Something's slipping away from us. I know everyone else can feel it. I know you can feel it, too.
I know what you want from this, Miss Wavery. You want a SCOOP. You want an interesting story to share with people. You want people to love you for your work but the work isn't yours, is it? You steal from other people's lives and gain your popularity that way. I hope you earn good money, Miss Wavery. How about I tell you an interesting story?
I enjoy playing the piano in my spare time. I work as the assistant and housekeeper for the Longneck Inn. The inn-keeper is very old and I know he appreciates the help. Though it's unfortunate we don't get many visitors.
Delores is the town's librarian and only teacher. She is stern and brisk, her tone sharp yet subtle. Humorless, serious, she isn't a woman to trifle with.
- female adult
You're late. And I see you've decided to make a habit of such. But I wouldn't expect less of a street mouse such as yourself. One can only do so much before the mice are allowing themselves to be eaten by their own hubris.
You've asked what you needed to and you needn't ask more. You would do well to leave now. Your presence is no longer welcome in my establishment.
How quaint. But I don't entirely see the point of this. To waste time is to deprive oneself of much needed refreshment- something you are perhaps in DESPERATE need of judging by your grammatical prowess.
Nicholas is Lacie's father and a man who's wholly convinced himself he's the wealthy mogul he absolutely isn't. He's cocky and brash, his hoity-toity mannerisms and speech a bit over the top and bordering cartoonish.
- male adult
R e a l l y ? ? I had no idea. I thought being poor was a choice and you were simply a pioneer. Oh dear... And to think I bothered RESPECTING you.
Ohh, daddy's little girl wouldn't do something like THAT~ She's already tasted human flesh and decided she didn't like it so it couldn't have been her. She doesn't do what she doesn't like.
This isn't WINE, this is BATHWATER! I asked for the nectar of the gods and you give me FRUIT BROTH. The aftertaste alarms me more than the before-taste... And... I'm... sorry..? Is this a... t... toenail..? O-oh god... I tasted a POOR PERSON'S FOOT! Not even MIDDLE CLASS! DISGUSTING!
Lacie Louise is a menace to society. Eccentric, impulsive, rather cannibalistic, she's a spoiled little girl with nothing to lose and a sadistic and manipulative streak that makes her quite the little monster.
- english
- female child
Whaaat? There's nothing wrong with this if Dustin LET me. He's not even bleeding THAT much!
How should I know who this man was? He looks like he had money, though. Maybe we can search his body! Somebody find a big stick! Let's poke him!
Awww, but I thought you liked meeee! If you REEEALLY liked me, you'd let me do iiiit... It's just a little bite. Mr. Brun doesn't have to know.
Dustin has a remarkably bleak and monotone voice. The son of the local butcher, Dustin has a rather subdued personality, failing to really emote to anything even if it's something that ought to warrant at least a little concern. His voice is quite flat and while the boy is 12 going on 13, he sounds closer to being 15.
- male teen
- male child
Dad wants me home by 7. We have to skin the new haul of pork. ... No. It's not that kind of pork.
Huh? Oh. No. It doesn't hurt that much. It's only a paring knife. I would have preferred a bread knife. It makes the bleeding worth it.
Lacie's not allowed in the shop anymore because I give her free samples. It's hard not to. Blood on her lips looks like lipstick. She looks nice with lipstick.
Elward, the local butcher, is quite similar to his son in his subdued personality, however Elward often comes across as a bit more surly. His voice, too, is flat and mostly monotone but often has a sense of impatience to it, though it's truly simply the way he speaks and not telling of genuine contempt. He's a man of few words but he gets across quite a bit with his cold stares.
- male adult
No. You will stay here and man the register. I will put away the stock.
I wouldn't know anything about that. People go missing here all the time. It isn't exactly my problem.
Mm. I don't agree. But there won't be an argument.
Roy is the local innkeeper. A sullen and serious man who never sounds like he enjoys anyone's company, Roy tends to be gruff and short-phrased, his tone constantly between tired and irritated.
- male adult
- male senior
What is this child doing in here? I don’t want my inn to become an orphanage for you to feed your self righteousness.
It’s early. I just didn’t expect to be greeted by a filthy looking rugrat.
You don't leave much to the imagination, do you? The stupid drips from every word that slithers out of your mouth.
Christopher is the town toymaker, though a serious and cold man. Most of his creations tend to be less than safe for children. He's got a sharp tone but an even temper, taking his craft seriously and having little patience for those who belittle it.
- male adult
I think you don't understand what's truly at stake here. You keep your hands clean. The loss wouldn't be yours.
It's a solid effort but I'm afraid you don't have enough to pay for that. I'll tell you what. I will retain this item for you and you will pay me in increments for as long as necessary to fully pay off the price. Then I will give it to you. Does that sound fair?
I've asked you not to touch the merchandise. There are places where bad little children have their hands cut off for that. I don't think you want to tempt me.
Nash is an empathetic and emotional boy with a lack in his education. The son of the local homeless man Hank, Nash is often tasked to perform odd jobs to earn money for his lazy father. He's sweet and rolls with the punches in stride though often is one of the most normal of the children.
- male child
Miss Yvette's been teachin' me to play piano. She say that if I get REAL good, I could perform for money and quit lightin' the lamps! Which is good. I'm gettin' tired of fallin' offa the ladders. Lacie likes to shake em.
H-H-Hi, Miss Opal... You look um... r-real pretty today. N-Not that you don't ALWAYS look pretty! You look pretty all the time a-and I notice all the time! Not that I'm starin' at you all the time! I-I never stare at you! That don't mean I IGNORE you! I'd NEVER ignore you! I-I just- oh boy...
You wanna buy a paper, sir? Daddy says that if I meet quota, I'll get the pillow tonight!
Opal is the younger daughter of the town's mysterious mayor. She's kind and typically nervous and naive yet involves herself in most of the things the other children are doing. As nervous as she comes across, there seems to be a cap in just how frightened she'll behave towards certain disturbing things.
- female child
Who do you think this is..? Or what happened to him? Maybe it was an assassination..?
Oh, hello, Nash. I was just watering my garden. The plants are already dead but maybe if I water them enough, they'll come back. Sometimes they do. Water doesn't bring people back, though. I heard that's called drowning.
Daddy's not feeling well today so I want to make him some medicine. Medicine isn't hard to make. It's herbs and fruit, isn't it? There are plenty of berries by the creek. They're called "nightshade" so I think they'll help him get a good night's sleep.
Hank is a careless and gruff man with little concern but anyone but himself. The local homeless man who spends his time rooting through people's garbage and making his son work on his behalf, Hank tends to be quite rude towards others and often speaks like he's been drunk all day.
- male adult
Whaddya want from me? A party? I'll shred your stupid little contract to use as the confetti. Mazel-friggin-tov.
This all you got? What are ya, some kinda lazy bum? You get your backside back out there and make us some COIN or SOMEBODY ain't gonna be eatin' tonight.
What's that look for? You got a crush on that girl? H a h. Girls'll just break your heart. You learn that now. Not a woman in the world that's worth it.
Aria is the elder daughter of the town's mysterious mayor. She's studious and responsible, typically making the mayor's speeches for him and keeping the laws of the town in check due to a lack of formal law enforcement. She tends to be tired and exasperated but alert and focused, a natural born leader.
- female teen
- female adult
Father needs his rest so I will be conducting this meeting today. Before we begin, I would like to remind everyone that the fountain is NOT for dumping your refuse and to please stop nailing dead birds to the grocer's door. It's not his job to butcher them and you will not be paid for your efforts.
What exactly is going on here? I turn my back for one minute and you're already at each other's throats. The culprit is in this room and we will NOT be opening the doors until he or she is found and we will make that judgement in a civil and orderly manner. Do I make myself clear?
Yes, murder is a criminal offense. The fact that you feel the need to ask this makes me question what's in your basement right now but that's something I'll have to deal with later.
Lucy grows most of the local produce and comes across as a very cheerful and sweet and innocent girl to a point where no one believes her boyfriend when he claims she holds him hostage.
- female adult
- female teen
Oh, Skip! You're so funny! Now get back in the house, baby. We'll talk about it this evening, okay?
I grew these tomatoes myself! They're VERY nutritious and I would appreciate it if you could support small businesses like mine. I use only the finest and freshest fertilizers, of course. I'd be more than happy to share!
Oh my goodness, you shouldn't have! Oh, look at this BEAUTIFUL present Skip gave me! Isn't he the sweetest little guy in the world~?
Skip is a former outsider more or less acclimated to the oddities of the town as well as Lucy's semi-unwitting boyfriend. Despite his often fearful behavior towards her, he's more or less submitted to his life without real attempt to escape and is surprisingly casual with everyone else, his voice more tired than anything.
- male adult
- male teen
No, no, no, you have to believe me, it's Lucy! At home, she keeps the leash tied to the radiator and- oh CHRIST, I hear her, shut up, SHH, she can't know I'm in here!
I don't know, man... I don't think there's a lot going for you here. I think you're better off just holding on for dear life and hope the currents kill you quick. That's what I'd pray for.
You're right. I'm not trying. I'm succeeding. And after this, I'm gonna go home and succeed in throwing up everything I ever ate because this is the grossest job I've ever had to do.
A mysterious and never truly seen man hidden beneath large hats and overly baggy clothing that could easily just be a hundred rodents in a trench coat, the mayor has a slurring, slow, and eccentric way of speaking with strange pitch inflections with often drawn out words as if completely unused to human speech or drunk. Or both.
- male adult
What is wrong, my beautiful daughter? Don't you love this town more than I? You care for it like a child, you do.
Do not fear. There is nothing wrong with this place. We are happy. Happy as anyone can be.
My little girl. What makes you so sad? There is no reason to be sad. You are beautiful and wonderful and loved. You do better work than anyone here. Believe me. I see all.
Tommy is the local grocer and the arguably most normal person in town, taking the strange things that happen seriously and living in terror of being the next victim alongside his precious pet bird but isn't brave enough to confront any of the other residents. He does his best to stay out of the way and often confides in Skip since Skip, too, is from out of town unlike everyone else. (His voice has a Ned Flanders sort of vibe.)
- male adult
I'm telling you, there is something under the fountain! I saw one of the cobblestones move and eyes peer out at me! I think there's something living under the road but I'm not about to be the one to look! What if it drags me under?
There has to be another way, Skip. S-Surely, you can just take the bus? Gosh, I haven't seen that bus in so long... I'm beginning to think it only comes to drop people off, not take them out of here...
H-Hello, welcome to the market! Feel free to look around and take your time... leaving...
Edith is an eccentric little girl with an obsession with bugs, the townsfolk suspecting she may have killed her parents to feed her collection but no one having proof since her parents were hermits that never left the house to begin with. She has a soft yet unhinged way of speaking that makes the wise ones incredibly wary of her and yet she manages to make friends with the other children.
- female child
What if he's a parasite host? Think of all the things we could find inside of him! Or PUT inside of him. I have a maggot farm in need of a new home...
Do you like it? I made it myself with the wings of all of the flies I found by the dumpsters! The wings make perfect mermaid scales.
You should be careful what you say about other people. Spiders hear all of the gossip and they might tell someone you don't want to know. Am I the only one who listens to them? They have such pretty voices.
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