Akiba's Trip: Undead & Undressed [POSSIBLE 18+]
kaptonman for Narrator (Akiba's Trip)
Well the Narrator can be anyone; Male or female but I want it to be male this time. He narrates the beginning of the game (or so I think, haven't really played it yet but it looks promising :3) Only one rule. Try to audition within a time limit, which I checked was 1 minute 18 seconds full on narration.
Akihabara. "Akiba", for short.
This town's seen it all, from Japan's post-war reconstruction to the economic bubblegum crisis of the 80's. Now, with the yen soaring above the dollar and deflation hitting the market like a ton of bricks, Akiba has found itself booming like never before, absorbing a wide variety of cultural influences from every corner of the country and beyond.
In essence, it's become a microcosm of modern Japanese society.
Always on the cutting edge of progress, with a little something to offer even the most fetishistic of appetites, it was almost inevitable that this singular technocracy of indulge would give birth to a whole new kind of appetite altogether.
It should come as no surprise, then, that the town is always teeming with rumors. Things like:
"I hear there are people who hunt otaku for sport!"
"I hear there's a long-established maid cafe somewhere with a secret menu. If you order from it... well, let's just say you get some REAL fan-service..."
"Supposedly, there's a man out there who offers people underground jobs. Like, off-the-grid kinda stuff."
"Yeah, and what about the hacker group? They say those guys can pull up any information you want on anything, but the catch is, they always ask you to pay with something other than cash."
"People have been talking about horrible mosters lurking in the back alleys. You cross 'em and you'll be crippled for life...if you're lucky."
"I heard that men who keep their virginity past age 30 turn into fairies."
...and so forth.
It's all absurd. Contrived. Immature. All such obvious nonsense. And yet...
I don't know. There's some part of me that can't help but get caught up in it all. Some part of me that hangs on every word. And finds it suspicious that there are just... so many stories. So many bizarre things people are claiming to be true.
It's the age of social media... The new playground for all the new children of the world.
The new grapevine.
The new water cooler.
And if you wish for gossip, this is what you'll inevitably hear...
