Final Masquerade: An OCT Audio-Animatic
SirSunMan for The Wolf Spirit
Background: Whilst the Skinwalker himself is referred to as Dired Wolf, it is actually the pelt that bears the name with the host having long lost his original identity and individuality, only being a husk of their former humanity. The vocal and malicious voice inside the poor shaman's head, manifested into a form only he can see in his shattered psyche. Being an avatar of the pelt, its deep rooted hatred of humanity always seeps through its poisonous remarks and snarls, yearning nothing more but its destruction. Though there's more to this evil than meets the eye and its origins stem back far into the dawn of humanity's rise from its simple days of survival.
Vocal Directions: A growling and heavy sounding assailant with venom oozing in its spiteful detestation and loathing towards humanity as a whole. Its general outlook is icy and condescending [Similar to Inner Jack from Samurai Jack], holding no regard for anything non-human or crypt alike, not afraid to lash out in resentment and defiance when something in particular annoys them.
Voice References:
[Condescending, with spiteful hatred in his voice, as if to further drill in his point]
"Look at you. 20 long years, you've tried fruitlessly to keep me at bay. 20 long years of clinging onto the thinnest strands of humanity you have left. You've tried abandoning me, outrunning me even tried destroying me. But no matter how fast those tired legs take you, or how far you distance yourself, you always come limping back to me, for 20 years."
[Snarling, vocally displaying that he and White Cloak have bad blood and insinuates that as each of his words are like poison] "White Cloak you yellow bellied snake! If these cell walls weren't dividing us, I'd have finished the job six thousand years ago and clawed out your blind eyes!"
[Bitter and spiteful] "You live in a deluded fantasy you old owl. You never cared about reclaiming the Earth, you cared only about making everyone bow to you as some sort of ruler, no better than those lowly humans! You worthless pile of feathers!"
[Explaining himself, almost offended why somebody as lowly as a human would even question his motives] "Why? Why?! I want my freedom! This steel box is a prison, an obstacle from completing my mission of purging all pitiful humans from this world! I am no domesticated slave! My claws are sharp and my teeth are bared and-
[Pausing for each word. Ascending in progressive tone before climaxing] "I! Want! Out!"
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