I just need some lines for a little side story in a mod I'm working on.
Isaak was searching for his friend Igor, prior to current events. Isaak is dead and is only heard over recordings.
Monika told me she'd seen Igor enter this Cafeteria. The woman behind the counter is giving me the creeps. I don't know what it is, but something is wrong here. I'm going to snoop around, maybe I can happen upon some leads on Igor.
I just took a good long piss, really calmed the nerves. There are strange markings on the walls of the bathroom, I can't make much sense of any of it.
(Dying breaths)Blyat, if I had any idea what would happen, perhaps I could have hidden behind that door. It happened too fast. I saw numbers earlier, written on the cover of a book, perhaps those were the codes to that keypad.It is too late now, I will die. In a pool of blood in this cold fucking box.
Preferably Russian/Eastern European accent. Age is irrelevant, but she is old enough to own a Cafeteria, so keep that in mind.
What do you want? Coffe? Pork sausage. We have many good treats, for good price.
You should not be here. You have 30 seconds. Think of your loved ones, you will not see them again.
I cannot believe how great this is. Not only do we get cheap meat, but watching their last moments as they panic, clawing at the doors. Seeing the terror in their eyes as the wall rolls down.
Preferably speaking in a Russian accent with horribly broken, or even drunken English.
I handle food with much care, speak with my wife and pay.
Do you really think this is sustainable? That no one will find out? There will be questions, people come in, they never leave.
Same as the rest with the accent. And for brownie points do your best Roman Bellic (Gta IV) impression.
(Panicing, trapped. I don't really care what you say here, just sound like you're in complete terror.)What is going on? I don't want to die! Please! Anyone? Help me!
What is that? *Screams in terror*
