Dead by Daylight Channel - The Auric Cell: Content Cycle 2
Tori for Yun-Jin Lee
Yun-Jin Lee is a successful music producer, owning her own label. She is incredibly hard working and self-assured, so much so that she will do most anything to achieve her goals. She's ruthless and cutthroat, putting the "bitch" in boss bitch.
The character is South Korean but does not need an accent. However, if you can do a Korean accent, you'll get extra points.
I assume I'm the favorite to win. I mean, look who's left. Weird goth girl, a criminal, a fart machine, a party dude, a psycho hose beast, and Leshawna. And the only thing she has going for her is that she hasn't made any enemies. What the fuck ever. We're not here to make friends. We are here to win. And that is exactly what I plan on doing.
Kurt, I took what you said to heart. I thought long and hard about it and...it occured to me that you may have a point. Maybe Brittany and I are too young to get married.
I mean, after all, that’s why it didn’t work out with you and Blaine, right? Or maybe it didn’t work out because you’re a judgmental little gerontophile with a mouth like a cat’s ass. Maybe Blaine got tired of hearing your shrill, self-aggrandizing lecture about how you felt the two of you were at the very apex of the gay rights movement every time you so much as cooked macaroni and cheese together. Or farted. Maybe Blaine didn’t wanna be with someone who looks like they just removed their top row of dentures every time they smile, or someone who doesn’t dress like an extra out of one of Andy Dick’s more elaborate wet dreams. Maybe he grew weary of dating a breathier more feminine Quinn Fabray. Maybe he finally got freaked out by your strange obsession with old people that causes you to skulk around nursing homes like one of those cats that can smell cancer. Maybe he got tired of watching you drape yourself on every piano you happen past to entertain exactly no one with. Sing some song that Judy Garland choked on her tongue in the middle of, or some sassy old Broadway standard made famous by another dead alcoholic crone. Maybe Blaine woke up one day and said, ‘You know what, I don’t wanna marry a sexless self-centered baton-twirler. Maybe I need someone who knows more than three dance moves:’ the finger wag, the shoulder shimmy, and the one where you pretend to twirl two invisible rainbow-colored ribbons attached to your hips." So you know what? Maybe that’s why it didn’t work out. Maybe it has nothing to do with me and Brittany, and maybe it’s just that you are utterly, utterly, intolerable. Maybe that has something to do with it.
Get your shit together.
((very friendly)) My name is Yun-Jin Lee with Mighty One Entertainment. And you're watching Disney Channel.
