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Gotta love the little details Bruva Alpabusa put into this audio log based fight scene.
Babe wake up! A new hospital pain scale just dropped!
#hunter the parenting#htp#H:TP#hunter: the parenting#audiolog#audio log#markus#markus d#markus goes pubbing with his weirdo friends#pain#lamentations#the struggle#wod#cod#vtm#vampire the masquerade#chronicles of darkness
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Thanks I guess :’D
#bendy#batdr#batim#inky#art#sammy#funny#thank you#:3#characters#joey drew studios#audio log#b&n#comic
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… It’s good you told her… I’m sorry you have so much guilt… I hope it gets easier over time…
"Thank you..."
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[It's an audio log]
[Through the crunch of snow and ice underfoot, Diamond can be heard singing softly. As they sing, a couple soft chirps are heard, presumably from Teeny. When Teeny starts to chirp along with the tune, Diamond stops. Teeny stops as well. A soft chuckle is heard before the singing resumes, and Teeny continues to chirp along.]
[Audio log ends]
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I'm a sucker for a good piece of writing, unedited as it may be. Voice Work done by yours truly. Sadly I cannot add this vocal piece to a reblog, but it is what it is.
The Original Piece can be found here: Withercat-Writes
Background track is The Haunted Concert Hall by Luella Gren
Thumbnail By MykeTheArtista
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Day 4: Open/Closed! In the form of a audio log this time, whoo!
Rumours spread quick, Wallace Frank
"So get this, Miss Josephine Drew is finally losing her marbles! She hired a new voice for Berry without telling any of us, even Harriet! The nerves of that lady!
And I've been hearing some nasty rumours flying about the studio. Now, I'm not your typical gossip-loving girl, but when a good number of the rumours begin to sound the same, then it's a good time to start acknowledging them.
Something about the new behaviour of some of my close friends, and how Jose is behind those changes? Now isn't that a horrifying thought to have?
We've all heard the saying, "When one door closes, another opens". Well, I better start believing that and look for somewhere new, cause I'm outta here!"
#bendy and the ink machine#batim au#audio log#sunken deep au#the ink demonth#*gasp*#she said the thing!#harris writing#i think
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[AUDIO RECORDING ATTACHED TO REPORT SUBMTED BY MATRON GATE COMMUNICATIONS TOWER]
RECEIVED BY: Matron Gate
SENT BY: UNKNOWN
DATE: 143/73 NC
TIME: Ert- 3:17AM UTC
[START TRANSCRIPTION]
> Sender (S): *Static* -work? *Static* Light? But - *Prolonged static*
> Operator 1 (O1): Hey, someone’s on your channel. Pick it up, the static drives me nuts.
> Operator 2 (O2): Who could possibly be trying to reach us right now? *Chair squeaks and machine clicks* This is Matron Gate under the authority of the EUC, identify yourself.
> S: *Static* All it does is -*Static*
> O2: I repeat, this is Matron Gate. Under the authority of the EUC, identify yourself.
> S: *Static* -it? Oh. There we go. Uh - hello! This is - um. [distant:] Hey! What am I supposed to say?... “Anything” doesn’t help! [clear:] Well whatever, here we go. Hello, this is an audio diary. The jackass over there said keeping records is important, so we will be chronicling whatever needs... chronicling. Though I’m not -
> O2: Hello? Can you hear me? This is an official channel. Disconnect from -
> S: - sure what would be worthwhile. Uh, lets see... we are currently in a room. And it is dark. I’m doing this wrong, aren’t I?
> O2: - this channel immediately. I repeat this is an -
> S: Mmm... I guess you aren’t wrong. Wait no - was that recorded? No no no how do you delete? *Metal hitting metal*
> O2: -official channel, switch - Hey? Hello? Can you hear me? Boss, I need a little help here. I don’t think these guys can hear me.
> S: *metal hitting metal continues, indistinct shouting in the background.*
> O1: Just close the channel, it isn’t even that important.
> O2: You sure? I’m not going to take responsibility for that.
> O1: What? It’s your channel, of course it’s your responsibility.
> O2: Nope. No way. There’s no way I am telling the Chief that I turned off an official channel.
> S: *Arguing gets clearer* I will not have the first words of this journal be, “you’re right!”
> O1: She isn’t that scary kid. Put on your holster and tell it to her straight.
> O2: She definitely is that scary. Tell her yourself. You put on your holster.
> S: *Arguing and hitting stops* From the top. This is a record of a couple of morons in the Drifting City.
> O1: Fine, keep it open. Turn the volume down and run a trace on them, file a report it after you get a location.
>O2: Alright, I’ll do that. Starting trace.
> S: We found this recording device in a storage room near the bridge, where we currently are. The bridge that is. Jackass over here is acting like a smartass now, saying there’s probably important stuff here but all we’ve found is broken, unidentifiable or both. It’s not like we’re engineers. Hmmm... what else? What’s even worth talking about? My shoes suck. Worn through the soles ages ago, I think I’m going to wear through my feet next. Walking around with nubs like one of those V-Models. Jackass hasn’t had shoes for a while now. Oh right. My left arm is busted, so that is something we’re looking out for though there isn’t going to a fix anywhere around here. There’s gotta be a place that could help but it’s not like we know where we’re going. Of course there’s the chance that place is busted up too. We can worry about that later, it’s not -
> O2: How far out are they? The trace hasn’t come back with anything yet.
> O1: They said they’re at the Drifting City. Maybe that’s an orbiter? Or one of those caravan groups?
> S: a problem really. It’s been years so I’ve basically adapted. Having two arms might actually throw me off. [Distant voice] That doesn’t mean we’re gonna stop looking! Jackass is heartless by the way. All he cares about are ships. He was a pilot once or something. Next time he want’s to tell that story I’m just gonna hand over the recorder, if I hear it one more time I’ll have to remove my own ears. Sorry, but you guys are the suckers that’ll deal with it. And well... I suppose that’s it for now. I don’t have much to say at the moment so I guess I’ll make another recording when something interesting happens. Uhhhmmm... yeah. The end. [Sender leaves the channel]
> O1: Whelp, there they go, did the trace finish? ... Hello? Did you find out where they are?
> O2: Boss...
> O1: You’re freaking me out, kid.
> O2: ...They aren’t anywhere in the Belt.
> O1: What?
> O2: They are further out than... any settlement I know of.
> O1: Maybe they’re at some kind of outpost? There are a couple small ones as far out as Titan. Or what about some kind of jammer hiding their location?
> O2: ... I don’t know. Jammers can hide their location but it’s pretty obvious when one is being used and I am not getting any signs of that here.
> O1: An outpost then?
> O2: It would have to be, but why would their contact be here and not a closer orbiter or city or something?
> O1: What do you think it is then?
> O2: ... I’m going to report this, someone from the Expedition Department might be more familiar with long range communications.
> O1: Eh, suit yourself. Don’t forget to take the room recording with you.
> O2: Right, will do... wait, the entire room recording? Even when we we talking about the Chief?
> O1: You can cut out those parts, that isn’t necessary for a report.
[END TRANSCRIPTION]
[REMINDER: All recordings submitted with a report and/or with a request must be unedited for the report and/or request to be considered valid.]
#story#write#writer#writing#writer on tumblr#fiction#scifi#sci fi#science fiction#mystery#dialogue#character dialogue#comedic dialogue#funny dialogue#transcription#audio transcription#audio log#funny characters
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[Audio log #143]
[Recorder seems tired]
Well. Where do I start with you? It's been... what, two weeks?! Seriously. Two weeks since my last log.
[They laugh hysterically]
...That fucker.. Look. I've been in the hospital for two weeks, all focused until I can finally get this all over with and done and out. I can finally get to work but, whoopsie do, guess who can't FUCKING write anymore because my WRIST KEEPS TWITCHING.
[The recorder takes a few breaths]
Not much has changed around here, no more accidents, thankfully. I've just been told to lay back and... Take it easy. Easy.... right...
[Recording stops abruptly]
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Sneak Peak
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Audio log scene from The World, the Flesh, and the Devil (1959)
#harry belafonte#the world the flesh and the devil#1959#50s movies#1950s film#radio#audio log#ranald macdougall#post apocalyptic#50s sci fi#science fiction#sci-fi#movie scenes#video#post apocalypse
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A simple test, and I did happen to have the TV on in the background. If you're wondering, yes, I'm German. I may do more of these in the future, especially if I do plan on narrating and stuff. I'd love to do voice work, too.
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"Ah, geez... I hope this didn't get too shaken up when I dropped it..."
[There is the loud sound of a can being cracked open, followed by fizzing and Alisha's shrieking]
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[It's an audio log, Take a listen?]
[The sound of crunching snow and rain fills the air as the Cyn-sized noise drags...something. towards the cave after a few moments, the dragging stops and a pokemon call is heard.]
"Quil!"
[A deep breath is let go and some shuffling is heard close to the recording device ]
"Oh good, it's you, Cyn. What do you got?"
"Quill!! Quill quill!"
[The dragging is continued and there's a soft gasp.]
"What...is that? Did you... kill it? Good job- we should be good for a few days now I-"
[Diamond is cut off by a cry of surprise ripping its way out of their throat, the sound of something flopping on stone can be heard alongside the yell]
[Cyn growls with the intent to kill what they had presumed dead but Diamond calls out.]
"No no No- Cyn don't! Please just bring it here- um...gently?"
[The audio log ends.]
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"Audio log, entry number two.
Navigation through the little one's mind while I am possessing him has proven to be quite interesting. He seems to retain memories from his older counterpart and since he doesn't know what they represent, he has cast them in a deeper corner of his little mind.
Although that one skeleton seems to be still fairly fresh. We will test whether or not he will attack Rowdy thing I am still present within his mind, by sending a missive acting as a means of provocation.
My best hypothesis is that the young body will be struck down and weaken enough that I can cast the youngster out and regain a new body.
I must remind myself to travel to the old lab and find my old experiment records. Figure out what can be resumed and what should be discarded."
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