The Touch of A Crimson Rose
Project Overview
Journal entry, number one.
London, England. The date, May 25th, Saturday, 1946.
My name is August Helmer, age twenty. I stand at 6’2, dark brunette hair, hazel eyes. I’m a male of with a slender athletic build.
You are about to journey into my life. My story.
Do believe me when I say that it's not one for the feint of heart or the young.
I am a Serial Killer. I will hold no shame in this.
You are all instruments to tell my story. Instruments that play the tune of the victims I've killed and others along the way.
My story will play out in episodes. Like a drama, if you will.
Some of you will help illustrate these episodes. Giving the audience a proper visualization of the contents of my endeavors.
Let's get started, shall we?
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DISCLAIMER: This project is intended for those 18 years or older.
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Welcome to The Touch of a Crimson Rose.
This is an original project about the life of fictional London-based serial killer, August Helmer.
August ventures through London, going on what he refers to as "Dates".
Little to the knowledge of those involved, these "dates" can be quite deadly.
August can't keep these up for too long before he's caught, but he has an unknown craving to kill.
It seems like only a matter of time before August has to face the consequences of his various and brutal actions.
This is a deferred project! If the project so happens to make money, I will see to it, that all parties involved are paid fairly.
I chose to respect and care for all those involved in my projects. I would love our efforts to be rewarded. I apologize that I cannot pay by default.
This project will be an episodic series. Characters may return throughout various episodes. Please be mindful of this when submitting an audition.
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Artists will be paid 75 USD if project makes money.
n charge of coming up with concept art for characters.
- english
*Say something you think would fit*
Artists will be paid 75 USD if project makes income.
This art will serve as background art for the audio. The more people on this the better.
*Say something you think would fit*
Evelyn Middengale is a flirtatious woman and isn't too ashamed of it. Most know that Evelyn and her husband have quite a rocky relationship. While she claims that her husband is having an affair, she is in fact the one doing such things... and doing many things at that.
- english
- adult
- radio drama
- female adult
- british (cockney)
Watch where you're walkin', you daft prick!
Darling, you've no idea the things I could do with you.
*Shrieks of pain* Please! Somebody! Help! *Death by knife* (Have fun with it!)
Mr. Middengale is the loving husband of Evelyn Middengale. Just an kind average man living in a stressful world.
- english
- male adult
- mancunian
Darlin', I'm home!
I'm off to work, love. I'll be back for supper.
(Optional) *Your best death noises* (Have fun with it!)
Herman (known as Hermy by his friends), is a stout and loveable person. Coming home shortly after the war, he holds himself up in pubs and seeks out conversation with any nearby stranger.
- english
- male adult
- south yorkshire british
You like drinkin' that pale shit? You ain't comin' near me with that my friend.
I like to spend my time in a pub. It reminds me of all the times me and the lads would have before... ya know, the war.
*Dying pleas* I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. Please... You don't have to do this! *Death noise* (Have fun with it!)
Merlin Haywood is a generous man who is known to help those seemingly lost on their travels.
- english
- male senior
- essex
Debby! We've company! Tidy up, I'll prepare the rooms.
Please come in, how are you? I'm Merlin, this is my wife Debra.
*Gargling death sounds* W-why? (Have fun with it!)
Your ordinary officers who protect the streets of London. This will be cast to multiple people.
- english
- english (british)
'Ey! Stop where you are!
Freeze! Don't move!
I saw him go this! Follow me!
Detective Harris Hartford is quite new to the detective scene, only having worked one case. He is a man with big aspirations.
- english
- male senior
- male adult
- british (estuary)
Good afternoon My name is Detective Hartford. May I ask you a few questions?
I know this is hard for you. Sometimes the people we think we know the most turn out to be awful individuals.
*Death noise you think fits* (Have fun with it!)
Edith Montiere is a lovely, smart, and whimsical woman. No one could ask for better company and there's always seems to be more to her than meets the eye yet she wears her heart on her sleeve.
(Try any British accent for her)
- english
- female adult
- general british
(Smoking a cigarette) My father was a wonderful man. (Puff in, puff out) The best they come. He was going to join in arms when he had his youth but when he found out I was on the way, he stopped everything. Everything to be with his family. (In, out) And he never stopped being the best damn dad you'd ever have...
(Drunk with anger) Do you- Do you think I'm mad? Do you think I'm loopy? Is that it? I gave my heart to you. "My love undoubtly yours." Do you remember that? I highly doubt you do. What happened to you...? Who are you?
I love the smell of nothing. The stillness in the air. It's calming. I imagine someday we'll be able to enjoy it together, whenever we want.
The mother of August Helmer. A broken woman in mourning after the tragic loss of her husband.
- english
- female adult
- british (posh)
- oxford
August, you are all I have left... My sweet sweet boy. I will never stop loving you. Never. Do you understand?
You... have taken everything from me. My life... is in ruin. I should stick you for what you've done to me. You're a monster is all. Nothing but a pawn of the devil himself.
This is open for all smaller roles.
Multiple people will be cast.
- english
- british
- neutral
- generic scottish
Policeman: Hello. I'm Officer (any name). May I ask you a few questions?
Civilian: Outta my way, sod! I've got places to be!
(Optional) *Line or death sound of your choosing*
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