Fire Over the Narrow Gate - Round 1 (Episodes 1-2)
Cliff Francisque for *Reggie Hamilton
A product of the American Foster system, Reggie grew up with uncontained aggression for anything he perceived to be unjust. Outspoken, Vindictive, Impulsive, Jovial, Outgoing, Idealistic, and Narcissistic. Reggie was deeply rooted in his local art scene before taking his art out onto the streets through militant advocacy. Eventually, he joined up with the local chapter of the militant neo-communist/anarchist group "Co-Reign." He quickly claimed seniority and reverence from his fellow militants. Hates when anyone tells him what to do. Practically has shed all signs of any traditional value structures, in favor instead of a relative perspective on human morals. (m) - All American accents welcome, though subtle use of accents with Reggie. It's more important to communicate Reggie's resentment, aggression, and demanding nature, though excited/jovial when he's in a good mood. He's boisterous, loud, commands a room. Had Reggie not gone full militant, would have made a great stage actor.
- english
- male adult
- loud
- adult
- all american accents
- american
- boisterous
- radio drama
- Jovial
- resentful
Desiree, Desiree, how are you doing beautiful? We were worried about you once the shooting stopped. We were all, "Where's Desiree!?" (Laughter turned to excitement) You should have seen it, those fascist bastards were limping away like wounded dogs!... I'm thinking of renaming Nick here to the "Veterinarian." Son of a bitch was euthanizing them left and right.
(Suspicious) Pleasure to meet you... Thanks for taking care of my girl here. She's a fighter this one... (Beat to look around the room) Nice place you got out here. Quiet. You build it?
(While holding a knife to Caleb's throat) Look, father... preacher, whatever in your God's name I'm supposed to call you... (Beat to laugh, sarcasm) "SIR"... (Beat) We're a pretty agreeable bunch. I think we'll get along just fine... But you should know, this property was never yours. That cabin you built? Yeah, believe it or not, not yours either. In fact, nothing is "yours." You use it for a time and then you pass it along, or it passes away. And now that we're here, it's time to pass the baton. (Beat) You get me?
