Need Five VA's for Horror Anthology series third episode
Project Overview
Hello there. I run a tumblr with a small but growing following where I post short stories. I've recently decided to start an anthology podcast - the first two episodes of which I have already finished. I am happy to send them to anyone curious, but don't want to start rolling them out to the public until I have at least three already finished.
This roles are unpaid (I wish they weren't)
The genders and ages of the following characters are not super important, and current names/genders are just there as place-holders.
Please send auditions/samples to [redacted] (if you have a portfolio you would like to send, please feel free to). These are just audition lines, so I don't mind the format. Please do save as "Yourname_audition_linex"
The episode revolves around three truckers and the owner of a truck stop as they attempt to figure out what it means that one of them has been followed by a raven overheard for almost 200 miles.
Mostly, I would like to see how you interpret these lines. However much direction I give you're really going to be forming the way this person speaks more than me. That said, if you have any questions or want any tips, please don't hesitate to ask.
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An older, down-to-business trucker who wants to hear stories and chat before he has to head out. He doesn't mince words much and although he's friendly he's not one to dwell on a conversation he's bored with.
Worst that ever happened to me? Couldn't tell ya, I tend not to dwell on it. Saw someone with a chicken in the passenger seat the other day though. Didn't look happy to be there
Earl is a friendly trucker, mainly there to listen. He's a professional and isn't phased by much, and mainly wants to have a chilled out time when he's off work. Not one for confrontation and lets lots of things slide.
You ain't seen Duel? Really? Spielberg flick? Look, no worries! I just figure being a trucker, it's a... Pertinent film, is all
The calm, friendly owner of the truck stop. They usually keep to themself, but are taken with the situation and feel the need to engage from time-to-time. They want to help, but more than that, they want to understand what's going on.
Well, you certainly know more about birds than you do about people. Working here all my life I feel like I've seen the world second-hand through half-remembered stories. I guess that means I do have a pretty funny view of the world
Kevin is a trucker who has been on the road for 16 hours straight. He is exhausted - he is not a professional and does not seem used to the hours, despite the fact he's been doing the job for years. Although Kevin has done nothing wrong, he feels a strange, heavy sense of guilt weighing down on him almost constantly. It is almost as if his tiredness is more reflective of his moral state than his physical one.
The last time I did sleep, though, I had this dream... It's strange because it – well, because it's not that strange, I guess. It doesn't feel like a dream, it feels like a memory that didn't happen. It's not surreal, and it's not foggy. It's just... Far away.
It's like, you look away for an instant, and you look back, and so much time has passed. You look down at your hands and you feel like you've aged a year. Then you look back up at the road and you don't know where you are anymore
Jared is a strange individual. They speak quickly and often regurgitates swathes of information without so much as a moment to think. Jared has a particular interest - some would say obsession - with birds, and a complete lack of understanding in social ques.
Magpies liking shiny objects, my God. It's demeaning to insinuate that one of the few animals in the world able to recognise itself in a mirror, with a nidopallium comparable in terms of relative size to a chimp's neocortex, would be fascinated by glitter.
Yes, magpies really are that smart... It's why they're mean.
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