Tales from the Janitor - SOUTH CAROLINA
Project Overview
Tales from the Janitor is an audio drama series centered around the unexplained. Have you ever heard something go bump in the night? Have you ever thought a conspiracy theory to be true? Popular urban legends dramatized into a creative short story collection that delves into supernatural and paranormal experiences had by residents of many different states across the USA. Spanning from Florida to Washington, join the Janitor as he introduces you to the macabre, the spooky and the bizarre then settle into a hair-raising storytelling of occurrences of these haunting horrors by a range of talented voice actors.
This series, created by Bone13 productions, follows multiple short stories arranged into scenes per episode and a permanent Janitor character that introduces a variety of urban legends and lore. Multiple new & recurring actors needed per episode. Progress has been made in terms of story and production of the series.
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AUDITIONS:
This specific casting call is for one episode of TFTJ - SOUTH CAROLINA. Please follow an ABCABC format for all audition submissions and no less than 2 takes for each line. We want to see your interpretation of the character; please consider the time period, age, geographic location and the character's possible range of emotions in your performance. Name your file in the following pattern CharacterName_SouthCarolina_YourName.wav (Mp3 or WAV files only)
Tales from the Janitor takes inspiration from The Twilight Zone, Man in the High Castle, X-Files and, of course, The Cryptkeeper himself.
TFTJ deals with mature themes and sensitive topics, as such Listener's discretion is advised.
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1990s. 30-50s. Smooth talking late night radio host (Southern accent encouraged)
- american (southern)
- male adult
Alright, folks. We’re about to open up the phone lines. I want to hear from you. If you’ve seen something…heard something…or hell, if you’ve felt the cold breath of something that shouldn’t be there, call me. Let’s talk. I’ll be here all night. Maybe it’s time we all learned just what’s really out there, in the dark, waiting. Don’t be shy. The lines are open, and I’m ready to listen.
Answer me!
(weak) Help…please, help me…somebody
1990s. Late teens. Calling in to radio show. (Southern accent encouraged)
- american (southern)
- female teen
He…Hello? My name is Lacey…I…I don’t know if I should be calling, but…I think something’s wrong. Something’s been happening in my house…I’m scared.
(whisper) But it…it can’t be real. Can it?
Okay…Oh where is it?……I can’t…I can’t find my broom! It’s not here! It’s not in the washroom.
1988. Male. Late teens/early 20s. Friends driving dark roads.
- male young adult
Hey, man, we should stop at that diner up ahead. I’m starving. Maybe we’ll get lucky and they’ll have that pie you like, Chris
Dude, what the hell’s going on with you? You’ve been acting weird for miles. Maybe it’s just an animal... Or... maybe you’ve been watching too many of those monster shows
Dude, you’re out of your mind. There’s no way that’s true…
1988. Male. Late teens/early 20s. Friends driving dark roads.
- male young adult
I’m telling you! I saw something. Something big!
Well we’re going to damn well try!
We need to keep moving. I don’t like this.
1988. Female. Late teens/early 20s. Friends driving dark roads.
- female young adult
Don’t start with that again. You always say that. Every time we’re out here, it’s like you’re waiting for the world to end
Yeah, Chris, you’re not turning into a paranormal investigator, are you?...It’s probably just some kid messing with us or a dog or..
Oh my god! It’s ripping the car apart! It’s not just chasing us, it’s attacking us!
*Say something you think would fit*
1988. Female. Late teens/early 20s. Friends driving dark roads.
- female young adult
It is kind of weird, though. The fog’s thicker than usual. And this place... it just feels off...Like we're being watched
No. It’s not. There’s something moving out there. I swear I saw a shadow
(whisper) I…I saw something. Eyes. They were glowing... red
Male. 60s. Modern Day. Experienced & stoic. (Elder southern accent encouraged
- american (southern)
- male senior
You think you’re safe ‘cause it didn’t come for you tonight? Just wait. When the fog comes back…it'll be waitin’ for you too. You can bet on that…Stay inside tonight
People disappear all the time. Start new lives what you want to believe. These kids though, they were taken across the threshold.
Any sex. 30s. Modern Day. Cynical & quirky. (Southern accent encouraged).
- male adult
- american (southern)
- female adult
So what happened to them? Those kids I mean.
Oh, come on. Don’t start with that stuff. I’ve already had some old man divulge his wonderful stories of the stupid thing.
Yeah, I guess you're right…Your story doesn’t end there, though, does it?
1800s. Male. 50+. Professional doctor.
- male adult
Good evening, Mrs. Legare (Pronounced Luh gree) . I came as quickly as I could. How is the patient?
As you wish. I’ll be here if you need anything.
I fear that you may be my dear, but there is no way to know for certain.
- female adult
(whisper) I remember when you were a little girl. You’d come running to me, all bright-eyed, asking me to read your favorite book again and again, and I’d do it. No matter how many times.
(softly crying)
Julia, please…please do not speak such things. I need you.
- female adult
I’m so tired. I don’t think I can keep fighting.
Is there anything that you can do?
I love you…Aunt Margaret.
- male adult
She was trapped in this tomb…all those years…
We’ll need to clear the earth from the door. It’s been sealed too long
1800s. Male. 50s. Perusing a mausoleum.
- male adult
What in God’s name?
(broken) We couldn’t have known, William…
1800s. Male. 50s. Perusing a mausoleum.
- male adult
God help us.
How did we not see she was still alive?
20s-40s. Skeptical but wants to believe.
- female adult
It's just a storm. Nothing to be afraid of.
(to self) He said…he said the storm would pass. I’ll be safe.
I don’t know how you do it…I don't know how you can be here…but…I feel you. I feel it. You’re here.
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