The unseen eye: A fan made Audio drama

The unseen eye: A fan made Audio drama

Project Overview

Come one come all! If creepy eldrich lovecraftian be thine heart's desire then step right up! The Unseen Eye is a short story I am currently working on that delves into the very concept of what it means to be conscious and the madness within. Heavly inspired by H.P. Lovecraft's Call of Cthulhu, the story begins with our main character reading entries from a journal before taking us straight into the action.

This is my first casting call and im extremely laid back with everything. No pressure on anyone. I currently have enough for the Pilot episode, its only a few minutes long, and will continue to add more characters and develop the story as the project progresses!

Thank you for your time!

-Zackary Stoneburner

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  • temporary pause

    Due to work a handful of employees being laid off of work; I now have to pick up their shifts and work nearly twice as much! So, for the moment the project will be put on pause, not forever, but for a little bit. Maybe a few weeks, until i figure all of this out. I will be updating the deadline to the end of this month. Thank you all so much for understanding! -Zack
Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Charels P. Wethfort
open
Unpaid

Quoted many times throughout the journal readings; Charels is a wealthy philosopher and practitioner of medicine.   Elderly in voice and apperance, he often times is quoted as having a deep soothing voice.

He will act as a pseudo narrator for this project 

  • *Say something you think would fit*

  • “Within the vast unknown and ever expanding universe there lays a miniscule fraction of its awe and splendor able to provide for mortal needs and desires. There within this forgettable section of everything, are they able to understand the basics of what existence is. However, they know not everything; in fact the only truths they know are as follows. Humanity is small, and the universe is big. Such trivial statements and ideas are meaningless to the unknown expansion that is everything; however there is one single truth it has to share. It is merciful towards humans, as it forbids their minds to understand and unravel the very foundation of it. It, that is everything, values its existence, though even it does not know how it came about, and to allow even the smallest of creatures to hold that knowledge would prolapsed all of everything into a new and eternal nightmare.

     

     It began with the great sundering, a cosmic boom that shattered the nothingness and brought everything. From this everything poured creatures of untold and unfathomable size and power. It was here in these new existences that they feasted on the nothing that had become everything, but wherever there is a great power, there is a great struggle for survival. The creatures soon found one another and now only rest in our dreams and minds. Figments of an age long but forgotten, an age only myths and stories could hope to replicate.”- Charels P. Wethfort, professor at Trio University of Northern Maryland.

Voice Actor
Voice Actor
Protagonist
open
Unpaid

Middle aged and young at heart, this character manages to stay cheerful in the most dire of circumstances. However, that cheery attitude is but a fastly fleeting facade only able to fool the common man. To those who are close to him, or those who read his entries; his sour gloom filled being comes into fruition. 

The story will be told through the eyes of this character and his name will be released later on in the story.

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    “ July 14th, 1971.

     

     To say that this date is one I shall never forget is to say that the sun in the center of our universe is ‘hot’. That is to say, a gross underexaderation.

     

     I found myself, my uncle, the late Jean L. Gafon, a close family friend by the name of Richard Harth, and my father, Alex J. Wethfort, wondering a dock located off the coast of the Caribbean. The sun shone brightly as warmth filled the air. We had begun to pack for what was supposed to be a simple weekend trip within the local waters. However tragedy struck as our vessel became capsized during an unpredicted storm. The violent waves and harsh waters swept what little remained of our ship to the bottomless depths of the Atlantic, and left us adrift at sea. For hours we float not knowing what our fate had in store. It was only after half the night did we find purchase upon some foreign mass.


     “ Like it; I have become a creature of the night. I thirst and hunger for insatiable desires; where it not for the little dignity I have left; there is no hesitation in my mind that I would be one of those things.” 



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