One shot Fanfic narration
Project Overview
The
project is fairly simple- a narration of a short story. For full
disclosure, the story being narrated is a fanfiction. It's relatively
short, and I need several actors to voice a small amount of dialog
each.
For
the record, there is no lude content. The primes of the story centers
around the fall of Team Rocket during the gen 2 games. Knowledge of
these games in not necessary to voice a character.
At the moment, this is a stand alone project. Depending upon how well it's received, follow up projects may be warranted.
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Giovanni's son. The entirety of his dialog is him meeting and confronting his mother for the first time. He's angry, confused. His pride and arrogance usually belies insecurity; Silver hates Ariana for her "weakness" because he fears being weak himself.
Total Words: 50
…Tell
me something. Is it true that Team Rocket has returned? What? You
beat them? Hah! Quit lying. You're not joking? Then let's see how
good you are.
There are two points to Ariana. At the beginning of her story, she's a fanatic. She truly has her faith in Giovanni. She's willing to do anything to keep Team Rocket together.
I don't know or care if what I'm doing is right or wrong... I just put my faith in Giovanni and do as I am told.
A team rocked executive who makes the decision to disband the group. He's condescending, self serving, and also right.
Oh?
You managed to get this far? You must be quite the trainer. I won't allow you to interfere
with our plans."We
intend to take over this Radio Station and announce our comeback.I won't allow you to interfere with our plans.
The leader of Team Rocket, showing up in a flashback. A very professional criminal.
Total Words: 26
One
must acknowledge one's defeat before he can move on... I will go
solo...for now... So that one day I will form a stronger
organization!
The person reading all non dialogue parts of the story.
Three years of careful planning and hard work had boiled down to this: defeat at the hands of an eleven-year-old boy. The irony cuts her already wounded pride like a knife, and she grits her teeth against the humiliation—she won't let this happen, not again.
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