Fallout New Vegas Mod: Killin' People
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The upcoming mod from the guy who made this thing, and also this other thing. Project is still unnamed at the moment because good titles are a hassle.
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This dude just provides some ambient dialogue. Only hard requirement is good mic quality.
That kid in here, Casey? She's my lady friend's little sister. Dunno which of them likes to annoy me more.
Met this traveling merchant from way out on the East Coast. Had all sorts of stories from that region, but the thing is... I just don't care.
Casey is a 14-year-old girl who aspires to be a head-hunter. Ideally, she should actually sound 14-ish, but I can do some pitch-shifting if need be.
Why? I can shoot a gun pretty good, you know. Well, a rifle, anyways. I'm kinda bad with a pistol.
Well... Right now, not much. Um, some of the regulars pay me to clean their guns. And sometimes Joe has me buy booze for him.
Chris is a smug political idealist and drug-dealer. He's the sort of person who thinks that he's smarter than anyone else in the room, and so he is always condescending.
I never asked for them to tell me how to live my life. Does being born on their soil automatically invalidate my basic human dignity?
Chemistry, says the educated man. Cooking drugs, if you prefer keeping things petty and small-minded.
Chunks is a man who has spent the last couple of days crucified. He should sound appropriately weak and hurt.
Thought I could join... They did this to me. Please kill me.
Norton is a bipolar paranoid schizophrenic. Everything that comes out of his mouth is manic and deranged, but it shouldn't come across as humorous.
You're the only one who tells me to stop. All of the others are telling me that I need to kill more. They say that it's the only way, you see?
Everywhere I go, east or north or up or down, I'm followed by a wind of invisible voices. You're just a little dead voice in a living body.
Lee is the prototypical pimp, and his voice should match the archetype. Fairly smooth, not low, and able to switch between sounding like a gentleman and a violent thug without being jarring. Reference material can be provided.
If they insist upon being willful and contrarian, then Daddy Lee will likely have to strangle the life out of one of them, while the other watches.
Daddy Lee is going to investigate Vegas proper, both for new hoes, as well as a liquor dispensary with which to refill his pimp cup.
Also, an aside: Daddy Lee asks that you do not refer to his bitches as "women", as that implies a level of human dignity that they do not warrant.
Davis is a smug dick who enjoys selling low-quality drugs to people who can't afford better.
Yeah, well, I don't think I should be held responsible for other people overindulging. I always say the same thing, man: Enjoy in moderation.
Not everyone buying cheap chems from a dude under a bridge are paragons of restraint and common sense. That's on them, my man.
I have my sources. Why would I tell you? It'd be bad for business if I just went around telling the details to random assholes.
Schrader is an old man that, in his younger days, was actually something of a badass.
I respect your open-mindedness and trust. However, I'm afraid that traipsing right in where I want you was a poor strategic move.
We always enjoy a good fight, so let me just open that door for you, and then we can try and kill each other, okay?
Charlie is a middle-aged man who spends his free time living in a sewer and worshiping the devil. He should have a deeper/gruffer voice than some.
What the hell are you doing down here? You're interrupting our rituals, and if you're still here in five minutes, you'll interrupt the orgy, too.
Geoff is a dumbass teenager who has yet to realize that actions have consequences.
Wait, what? I was just joking around, you can't seriously be that upset over it, right?
I don't have a job, how am I supposed to pay back anything?
Grace is a rich, spoiled young woman. She's more than a little agitated on account of being locked in a closet and held for ransom. Ideally, she should sound kind of snooty.
Who the hell are you? Nevermind, just please tell me you're here to get me out of this place.
What are you doing? Just kill them already!
Jeff is a large, intimidating, unpleasant man. He enjoys threatening people, and should have a fittingly deep voice.
That's adorable. Now why don't you turn around and walk back the way you came, before I lose my good mood?
You don't have much common sense, do you? That's alright, maybe I can teach you a few things.
Joey is a smooth-talking con artist. He should always sound friendly and charming, if a little smarmy.
What a nice day. Oh, hey buddy, didn't see you there. You here surveying this piece of beautiful architecture, too?
The East Coast, though... The people are simple, life is dull, and nothing particularly interesting is happening.
Patrick is a hyperactive, tiny sociopath. He is also hopped up on a ludicrous amount of steroids.
Really? Really? Really? You come crawling down into the fuckin' sewers, see a guy and decide to chat him up?
You're fucking disgusting. I should punch a hole in your head, you fucking degenerate shit. So, come on, we doing this shit? Fight me, bitch!
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