I need a writer's help!

[Andre]

Hey writers. I'm in need of your abilities. I'm a voice actor and I want a short script of narration. I'd use it for auditions. I want it to be a cool, slower paced, feel. Almost like the "In a world..." but not so corny. I'll credit you every place that I can if you do this for me. Thank you so much. You can PM it to me or email it. [e-mail]

[BrianEtrius]

Is there any specific genre, like noir, fantasy? What about the tone? Serious, funny?

[Andre]

At 3/12/11 05:50 PM, BrianEtrius wrote: Is there any specific genre, like noir, fantasy? What about the tone? Serious, funny?

Serious. Maybe science fiction.

[Squishy69]

Here's my shot:

Who is to say what is real?

In an age of technological milestones much can seemingly be made from little. Where so many advances have taken precedent, a man's creativity is limited only by their imagination. Yet, as humanity delves further into the limits of their own curiosity and whimsy via science, one may wonder: What is real? What is fantasy?

Truly, a conundrum of an "enlightened" age.

(Hope that sounds good)

[BrianEtrius]

Here goes nothing.

As the millions of programs flew by my head I pondered at the creation of such technological feats. Here were simple 1s and 0s, yet a specific set of them had a specific task to complete. In this sense humans have created AI; granted, controlled AI, but AI none the less.

Each step I took brought me close to the urban chaos of popular channels. A video channel was packed with other adventures like myself into this online world. Chat rooms and message boards were similarly filled, albeit with some shady characters. I instinctively reached for my sidearm on my right hand side, but then remember such items do not exist here. Luckily, I had upgraded my security earlier and now carried an Anti-Virus program, which looked and acted very much like the sidearm I had used offline in the real world. With this tool in my hand, I got ready to continue the futuristic frontier.

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Let see if that works.

[mnirem]

It's not sci fi, but it's definatly serious.

When I looked into the mirror today, you know what I saw? I saw myself, and everything that led to me looking that way. I saw 34 years of human history. I saw 2 years I can't remember, but they were probably like the next 8 years being abused, and another 8 running from it. I saw 5 years of standing on a street corner in a combat uniform, being screamed at by civilians that didn't want my help. Then I saw a year lying in bed, screaming in pain whenever I tried to stand. Then I saw The rest of my years with a sugar bowl of cocaine on my table and a welfare check in the mail. Now what have I got? A gun in my hand and a tear in my eye.

[Makakaov]

We're waiting for you in Writing forum.

Sincerely, writers

[Makakaov]

At 3/13/11 08:30 PM, Makakaov wrote: We're waiting for you in Writing forum.

Sincerely, writers

damn, I'm sorry, I didn't even notice when I found myself in writing forum.

[Optimisticperson]

At 3/13/11 08:34 PM, Makakaov wrote:

At 3/13/11 08:30 PM, Makakaov wrote: We're waiting for you in Writing forum.

Sincerely, writers

damn, I'm sorry, I didn't even notice when I found myself in writing forum.

Again?

[Atlas]

Heres mine

As the ships flew overhead the team ran through the torn apart city searching for supplies and survivors. All they found were dead bodies and tires.By the time they reached the center of the city 4 out of the 20 there were shot down by the ships flying by.They then ransacked the center taking everything from clothes to first aid kits to raw meat.When they got out 5 of the men shot down a ship and killed the pilot.They took the ship and shot down 3 more before falling to their death.The 13 members of the team left shot down the rest of the ships and took them and flew home.But the time they got back to Earth there were only 5 ships left and only 8 team members left, 5 women and 3 men.They were welcomed with cheers of happiness and cries of sorrow for their dead teammates.they were all given their medals and lived a normal life on Earth for the rest of their lives.