"THE SOUL THAT IS BEWILDERED" audio drama concept reel
Project Overview
A short concept reel for an audio drama to be presented to a production company, Red Dinosaur Productions LLC, as a pitch for potential full production. Roles are not compensated, as this will be a 5-10 minute reel. Talent will receive credit and a copy of the reel. Should the project go into full production, talent used in the reel would automatically be taken into special consideration for the production.
SYNOPSIS: When Barktruckle, a demon prodigy and lecturer at the Tempter's College in Hell, is assigned his first human project to sway toward eternal damnation, he forms an unlikely relationship with Gwyndilake, an agent of The Light, that makes him question everything he knows.
Talent must have access to a quiet space and a USB/XLR microphone. Auditions recorded on phones will not be considered as this reel is being presented to a professional-level production company. Please read the character descriptions as it is noted that some characters can be read in one of two dialects of your choosing.
Should you have any questions about the audition, project, etc. please feel free to contact me directly. Thank you for your time and your talent!
Latest Updates
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Thank you to everyone who has auditioned! The role of Henry is now being recast, so the listing for that character specifically has been reopened with a deadline of December 3rd, this coming Friday. There is a possibility that auditions may be closed before then as I am also considering a number of auditions/talent from offsite sources, but do not allow that to deter you from auditioning here! This production is being put together for a professional-level production company. Therefore, a certain degree of professionalism and willingness to collaborate is expected and required. Thank you!
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Deadline pushed back
Thank you to everyone who has auditioned for this project! I had originally planned to cast all roles on the 9th, but some extenuating circumstances that needed my attention took my focus over the past week, so I have decided to extend the deadline and allow for further submissions! This will allow me to give each and every one of your auditions the proper attention they deserve as well as ensure that we have enough people to make this project happen. Thank you for your patience and your talent!
A young demon fresh out of Tempter's College. Top of his class and boy, does he know it. Haughty and analytical, lacking real field experience. Standard American or Standard English dialect.
Let us not forget, fellow demons, we are in a perennial battle with a most fierce and pretentious adversary. The agents of which can always be found clinging to the sides of our projects like bright, glowing tumors. Yes, The Light has acolytes everywhere. That is why it is most important to stay vigilant. To struggle for the human soul is to struggle with The Light. And their foot-soldiers and cunning and conniving. Make your effort count. That's all for today, thank you very much.
This is how you will always end up, Henry! No matter what! Alone, lost in darkness, NOTHINGNESS. No girl, no light, NO MUSIC!
Everyone, I’m—- I’m so sorry. Really, I um... I’m not feeling very well at the moment. I’m afraid... I’m afraid I’m going to have to postpone today’s lecture. Yes—- postpone it. I—- um... I’m sorry.
An old demon. Brilliant, tried-and-true tempter, having written many of the formulas that are taught at the Tempter's College. Cruel and conniving, every inch a demon. Standard American or Standard English Dialect.
See, but that is where you are wrong. L—- (barely able to bring himself to say it) Love is not like a feeling or emotion. Feelings are fleeting. Emotions linger, but they eventually fade as well. Love is a state. It is a reality. It increases the perception of those who are in it. Their inner world changes, so their outer world follows suit. They will want to share their perception of this new reality with others, and if they are successful in that endeavor—-O Barktruckle—-we will have an epidemic on our hands.
Is that really what you think? That things are different than they were a hundred, a thousand years ago? The external world around them may change, Barktruckle, but their nature remains untouched by time! Just because their society may develop into something new doesn’t mean the human condition changes with it.
“Dearest” Barktruckle. How relieved I am to see you have finally humbled yourself and are seeking outside help. You had me worried that you might actually try to sway this soul all on your own. (Laughing) My, what a disaster that would have been!
An agent of The Light (Angel). Playful and gentle. Shows kindness even to the worst of the worst.
They’re not perfect, you know. Far from it, actually. Though born pure, many of them choose to blot themselves with sin... but there’s still good in all of them. A light that never dies. Even when it doesn’t seem like it. We want to give them a way out of the woods, you know? Lead them out of the darkness, give them a roadmap to the light and bring them hope. (Looking into BARKTRUCKLE’s eyes) I can see it in your eyes, Barktruckle. You’ve come to realize that you want to give them that too.
I like you, Barktruckle. I look forward to sparring with you.
You coward. For someone who speaks ad nauseam about how constricting The Light’s rules are, you are terrified of breaking your own. You think you have autonomy? Everything you do is motivated by the fear that you could get in trouble for doing anything other than what you’re told. You pledge allegiance to one that keeps you in darkness, passes of bastardized shadow-puppet versions of what is real so that he can repress all that you can be.
A young human man. Studying music at Juilliard. Somewhat lost in life, torn between two conflicting forces.
I think... I think I’ve maybe been trying to tap into some stuff related to my dad. I don’t know, he died when I was about twelve years old. I didn’t fully understand it, but I never fully processed it. I guess there’s just part of me that thinks if I can put it into music, maybe the music will help it to make sense. (A moment of realization) Holy crap, I didn’t realize any of that until I said it out loud. Sorry, I’m sure that sounds ridiculous.
Yeah, uhm... do you wanna maybe come back to my apartment for a bit? We can have a drink, shoot the shit. (Noticing MOIRA’s inquisitive and somewhat playfully accusatory look) No—- I didn’t mean, like—- I know that tends to be a problematic question for a first date, but I really just wanna keep talking and hanging out.
(Drunkenly) Crappy—- crappy, stupid piece of music... (starting to cry) it’s not gonna bring dad back, he wouldn’t even be proud of it.
A young human woman. Lively and sharp, though compassionate and understanding. Very suave, very cool.
I read it cover to cover during those times when I was feeling those feelings for my real parents, the anger toward them, the longing to find them. But the book goes on and on about forgiving those who have hurt you, wishing well on them, loving them even. It helped me realize that whatever the reason my parents gave me away was, they did have a reason. And whatever those reasons may have been led me to the best family unit I could ask for.
I don't think you're some kind of freak. I just saw the look on your face before you made your little joke. Don't let it bother you. You're a perfectly normal, perfectly sweet guy. I mean-- I assume.
My foster brother had some problems with alcohol. It was really bad for him, he was in and out of rehab and all that.
An old demon man. Chairman of the board of directors of Hell, the highest-ranking demon, just below The Great Chairman, of whom he is the right-hand man. Always three steps ahead. For him, lying is like breathing. Eerily pleasant at all times. Standard American or Standard English dialect.
You are clearly a brilliant demon, Barktruckle. We feel that brilliant mind of yours is exactly what we need on the field right now. Your talents would be wasted on another couple years of standardized testing, they should be used in our ranks of defense against The Light straight away.
(Laughing) Quite right, that’s what I like to hear. Of course, their kind can be rather meddlesome, get under our skin easily. It’s not without precedent that they can sometimes... influence us in undesirable ways. You haven’t experienced anything like that... have you?
Wonderful! Didn’t think we would have anything to worry about, but it’s always worth checking. (To BARKTRUCKLE) Remember, we are watching your career with great interest. Always watching. (Grasps the back of BARKTRUCKLE’s neck firmly) Do not disappoint us. Understand?
A purely objective individual that operates on a sort of neutral ground somewhere between Heaven and Hell. In charge of the records of every being and every event that has ever come to pass.
This record is from about a hundred years back. Around the time your Professor Beetlebarn was in his prime. Individual by the name of Rotwood found to be keeping a journal of sentiments that defied the Board of Directors. Tortured and never seen again.
Here we have Snipwedge, a Junior Tempter just like you, found to be entertaining the teachings of their counter arguer, an agent of The Light. Tortured and never seen again.
And this is Grimblog, found to be actively planning on defecting to The Light’s ranks. He was taken in by Director Sluggrime personally. Tortured and never seen again… The list goes on and on, but I think you get the idea.
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