Quick, I need a 400 word script for a sexy young female British voiceover actor!

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What if it is between say, 472 and 620 words?

No, 400 words, max.

400 word scripts people!

Right now goddamnit!

Have her recite I'm a little teapot in her most serious conversational tone.

School project?

No! Scripts, please!

Scripts. It's text, people. C'mon!

Why don't you fuck off.

This is a conspiracy forum and we don't give a shit.

Then give me a conspiracy script, asshole!

cool story bro

Humor me, ffs.

Yes, I am a young sexy female British voiceover actor, but I can't help but be madly in love with _TraderRob_ from Texas, in the United States of America...

Am I on the right track here? Need the next 370 words?

Why can't you string together 400 words of a story yourself?

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For goodness sake, can you hear this voice? My God, the good, what is else is there? A sultry Queen, a Demon mean, what qualms can you have with me? I am pure sex with breasts pressed against windows while the rain pours! I am the naked legs which hide the slit, while you dream and salivate at the remaining door. Already you want what I am, you cannot reject me now. You never could. I am the bad, that succulent flavor, that rises with the good.

Remember, while you hang from the vine of life, you are mine now. It is time to shut your eyes. Hush. Hush. Red Lips in the dark, my lips that spark, they are guiding you now. Reach back and follow me to the roots of the trees. The fruit hangs all around us now, so many that you’ve forgotten how to choose. Will you take the substance, that hard coarse matter that sustains? Or do you fancy that which dries up thirst and inflames passions? The right or the left? I am your guide, remain no longer a dull eyed wind up doll. Reach up, take a taste. Have a ball.

Good. You have eaten of the fruit, of the One I choose. Oh my darling, picture it, see my sweet red lips in the iris of your mind. I am a kind mistress, I am the sister of good. My smile twinkles in the night. Until now, my slender ways have only been an invitation. The course you dine on, you have found in my forest. How does its’ flavor suit you? Truly it is the right course for many. Ah! I see it is the same for you. I knew you were a Jack who liked to play. I brought you here to dance with my flame, all to your self. You see, you have eaten of me! Mine is the purest taste of fire.

So quickly you will hasten back. Your tongue knows now, the unbearable dryness of the tang of my good sister. Remember me, you are mine, and now my flame is thine. Loose your passions, free your desires. The world is yours. You are a vassal of my succulent darkness, and I am the keeper your dreams. Remember me, you are mine, but the boldness of my passion is yours to drink of, again, again and always.

Ocelot: Holy fuck.

In the future it would be nice if you supplied a topic. Let me know if this works for you, best I could do without one.

Thank you for the compliment Mister Obvious, it means very much.

Yeah yours is perfect, I think 'sexy' said it all and that's definitely nail/head!

Sad part is will prolly never hear from OP again...

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Just thought you guys should know that film/writer (etc.) assholes steal ideas from this forum all the time...

That is too bad. I was hoping that I might get to hear someone speak it.

Ocelot: bravo, bravo! More please! That was terrific!

On that note, I don't know how someone could call themselves a writer, or an artist of any kind for that matter, who engages in their practice by way of these kinds of deceitful means.

Art should be free. But the title should not.

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Hands off of my shit, Ocelot!!

I must say thank you to you as well. Recognition is something the true artist is not supposed to need, but I must it admit it doesn't hurt

I must also admit though, I wrote this in 5 minutes, without the usual drafting process. If the OP shows up, and if people of GLP like it, then perhaps I should refine it to purity.

But that's all fluff, I just wanted to say thank you for reading!

Loved it, hahaha!

That's the thing you should understand...

It's already perfect.