KIND: An LGBTQ+ Mythical Noir Audio Drama
Shelby T for Olivia Ciesla
MAIN ROLE
Olivia Ciesla (she/her), is the 21-year-old scion of the Ciesla family. Her father is the celebrated Governor of Elysium, currently campaigning for his re-election. Her mother is Ema Ciesla, a Japanese scientist immigrated to Silver City. Olivia isn't close to either of her parents, who think that lavish materialism is an appropriate placeholder for parental care.
Olivia's cushy, privileged life is knocked askew when she becomes the first person to witness the Kind Killer murdering his victim.
AUDITION REQUIREMENTS
We are looking for an appropriately aged voice (late teens to mid-twenties) for Olivia. The voice actor for Olivia will need to have a vast acting range. Olivia is a typical spoiled princess of a character - however, she also feels emotionally neglected by her parents. She hides her vulnerability behind a careless, sardonic persona. There will also be dramatic moments where the actor will be required to scream and cry convincingly.
We'd like to see natural and convincing acting rather than exaggerated or cartoonish - so please keep this in mind while auditioning.
We like to collaborate with our actors to bring characters to life - so bring your own interpretation to the role! Including more than one type of voice is encouraged. Any format (ABC, AABBCC, ABCABC etc) is accepted.
TECHNICAL REQUIREMENTS
Actors must have no background noise and a quality microphone (prosumer preferred - but any good quality microphone is fine!) when recording. Please limit editing your audition to only cuts and minimising noise.
- english
- all american accents
- female young adult
[Whispering. Terrified. Calling 911] Police...Hi, there's a guy...Yeah, just off King's Street...In an alley somewhere, I don't fucking know!....The guy, he's attacking someone....Well, no, but he's doing something to him!...You have to listen to me. I think it's the Kind Killer!
[Voice over/narration. Grim. Troubled] When I left the hospital, I ambled through the city, aimless, numb, taking turn after turn, road after road, until nightfall. I hid on the outskirts of the city, under a bridge for a few nights. It was rough, sleeping outside, but the discomfort of a cardboard bed couldn’t surmount to the discomfort of being aimless. People are supposed to see the end of the road. And if they don’t, they at least need a general direction to follow. North. South. East. West. Somewhere along or between, a million choices and a millions roads. Pick one and go.
[Terrified. Panic attack. Afraid of fire] KYLE! Put it out! Put it out!!!
Update on my discord--it's actually @wishwriter ! Thank you again :)