Auditions
Fantastic auditions so far! It's been a blast listening to them all. We will be assigning some roles very soon.
The Music Box: Audition Call!
Join us on a magical journey as we bring "The Music Box" to life!
We're thrilled to announce auditions for two of our upcoming stories: "A Drop of Courage" and "A Fallen Star." The scripts are ready, and we're eagerly seeking talented actors to fill these roles.
Episode Details:
Narrators Wanted:
We're also on the lookout for narrators to guide our listeners through these fantastical tales.
Listen to Our First Story:
The Music Box on Apple Podcasts
Home Studio: Clean audio is key—recorded in MONO and exported in a .wav format.
Audition Format:
State Name > Role(s) > Equipment Used
Example:
John Smith, reading for Narrator, I use an NT1A and Reaper.
Fantastic auditions so far! It's been a blast listening to them all. We will be assigning some roles very soon.
Hello Narrators!
Embark on a journey as the heart and soul of our tales. The Narrator, a guiding voice in the third person, is the storyteller weaving the rich tapestry of our narratives. Be the enigmatic force that leads our listeners through uncharted realms. Your voice is the compass. Join us on this adventure of words and imagination. Audition now!
The more voices the better. There is no age range on the narrator, there is no accent they can't have. Bring whatever you want to the table.
Requirement: Must be able to send clean .wav files.
This, is where our story... begins.
She stared in disbelief. Is this what she came all this way for? Is this what she devoted her life for? The years of merciless training... for this. No. It couldn't be. Could it?
With a sprinkle of imagination and a dash of bravery, they set forth on their journey.
Meet Winnefred, the charmingly awkward girl navigating a city supposedly full of magic and wonder, armed with nothing but a shovel and bucket. As a perpetually nervous and unlucky street sweeper, she stumbles over words, over-explains, and is quick to apologize for the tiniest mishaps. Yet, beneath her awkward exterior lies a heart brimming with curiosity and a determination to find a bit of enchantment in her seemingly ordinary world.
Requirement: Must be able to send clean .wav files.
My story takes place in a small corner of a large city, that's full of mystery and wonder. At least, that's what I've been told. I've never got a chance to go and see that part of it. Why, you ask? Well. I'm always too busy...(sigh)... working.
But one day, that all changed. And this, is where my story... begins.
There's this... a... girl. And I find it... well... it's hard to say. See I want to but... and then my bucket... Left foot then the other... children laughing at me... I think I like her. Well no, I do. I do like her. But it's hard you know. Well I don't know if you'd know. That's not to say you don't, or, or wouldn't. Sorry. See though! This is what I'm talking about. This is why I'm here. All of that. Does that make sense?
Older woman, that has been through and seen a lot. Won't stand for any nonsense. Does not believe in personal space. Stern but caring. The best advice can be found with her.
Requirements: Must be able to produce a clean .wav file.
You might yourself look like a splendid fool. Oh well, ff it happens, it happens. No sense in worrying about that now though.
I remember when I met my partner. The way it made me feel. Lit up my entire world in a second. Needles to say I wanted more of that. I worked up the courage to talk to them and the rest followed.
It obviously is not this young woman's first time in this shop. You two have been working together for, I don't know, let's say a week. You are invested enough to call her by her first name and even plan for a wedding at the first sign of bells. Which shows me that this is important to both of you.
Meet Dragg, a timid goblin, afraid of the vast world and its towering inhabitants. Forced to sell his wares to survive, Dragg trembles on the main road, fearing every passerby. The idea of an adventure terrifies him, but fate has thrust him into a journey beyond his comfort zone.
For this role, picture "Sid the Sloth" from Ice Age.
Requirement: Must be able to send clean .wav files.
I’ve kept off the road. I’m letting traffic through. All my things are neatly kept together. I’m not bothering anyone or at least I think I’m not bothering anyone. I’m doing my best to stay out of the way.
One moment I fine. Tired, but fine. Happy with my lot in life. And then she appears and changes everything with a single conversation. My head hurts from the all thoughts.
I do not overreact as much as you say I do. If she were to return she would have. I knew it was a lie. A trick. I told you.
Meet Silvia, the no-nonsense Paladin Warrior, with a blade as sharp as her dry wit. Her journey unfolds with a quest for a legend. Beneath her armour lies a warrior fuelled by purpose, navigating the realms with a combination of sarcasm and unwavering dedication.
Requirement: Must be able to send clean .wav files.
I’m looking for a guide in these parts. Actually more than a guide, an assistant.
That was not the answer I was expecting but unlike you I think before I speak. I am heading to town and will be coming back this way. I assume you will here upon my return.
You are on a road at night with no shelter. The mere fact that you have only heard noises at this point in your..."career" is shocking. But no, it was not me. I do not hide in the dark.
Meet Uncle Marrow, the wise old goblin who roams the roads with his nomadic cart of wonders. Despite being hard-of-hearing, this good-natured merchant has a heart as big as his pointy hat. Just don't underestimate his stubbornness – Uncle Marrow defiantly holds onto grudges as tightly as he does his magical trinkets.
Requirement: Must be able to send clean .wav files.
I never thought I'd see you again! Wait... come to think of it I never wanted to see you again. What are you doing here?
Where are you going? No, no, I wouldn't suggest going that way. Nothing good comes from that way. It's a dangerous business it is.
Who am I to say. But for the right coin, I think I can remember. Oh look at that, my memory is coming back now.