A Bullet's Haze
Project Overview
detective noir type beat but make it mildly horror and also queer. The series currently consists of 11 episodes but there are discussions of a season 2. A bullet's Haze follows detectives Malik and Peirce as they investigate missing person Joseph Wallowson. But when everyone has so many secrets to hide, unravelling the mystery at hand gets complicated. Between break ins and broken hearts the Wallowson case stretches the detectives to their breaking point. The question that's on everybody's mind? Where is Joseph Wallowson.
there are no specific requirements for characters (excluding Vienna) so all roles are open to whoever and it is encouraged that you audition for whatever roles you're most comfortable portraying. This podcast tries to AVOID both swearing/cursing and using religious mentioned expressions such as saying ''jesus christ'' to portray shock.
please note that this podcast brushes on topics such as paranoia, death, smoking and alcohol usage, grief, and claustrophobia. It also has minor mentions of catcalling in the past, police and gun usage.
ALL ROLES ARE UNPAID!
HOW TO AUDITION:
1) state your name, age and pronouns
2) read the lines provided for the character[s] you are auditioning for
3) mention your discord handle somewhere on your audition
4) please state if you're comfortable being considered for another role
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The long monologue
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Non Voice-Acting Roles
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she/her, 20s, straight, white
Vienna likes to pretend she is better than she truly is. Her family life consists of her mother and father but she is not one to talk about personal life, in or outside of work. She's an extrovert, likes to keep her spaces clean and works better in orderly situations. She is smart, good at lying, relatively good at acting in general and especially good at her job. Because of her role within the podcast, I've made a note that she is most definitely meant to come across as white. Though ages are not especially set in stone, she is thought to be roughly in her 20s. She has never been great at keeping up relationships but has had several boyfriends in the past, some of which are mentioned.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
(half joking)
Got anything alcoholic?
PAUSE
(amused)
Stupid question. I’ll have a coffee.
(angry, spiteful)
You wanna play with the big boys Lucas? Start by putting down the toys.
he/him, 20s, queer asexual, dyslexic (and possibly has ADHD)
Lucas is mostly introverted and doesn't like dealing with people much. He records his notes as its easier to get his thoughts back and refer back to them than anything else he's tried. Though he shows it less, opting more towards class clown, he is pretty smart and can be quick to put the pieces together once they're laid out in front of him. His family life consists of him and his two moms, and though he is still more likely to mention it than Vienna, he does not talk much about his family life. He is vegetarian, smokes but refuses to drink, and listens to mainly indie rock music. He has the ability to be very sentimental when he wants to be. It's an ongoing joke that most characters he meets immediately vibe checks him as either gay or ace, much to his confusion. Yet again, age is not currently specified but is thought to be roughly in the 20s.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
(eye roll)
You don’t gotta be dyslexic to know that his handwriting looks like chicken scratch Vienna!
(angry)
I’m trying to do my job but it’s kinda difficult when you’re throwing a hissy fit every time I breathe. I’m just following the procedure. Maybe you should try it some time.
uses any pronouns, 17/18, aromantic asexual
Asher can be pretty sentimental. They are more extroverted and have a tendency to overuse words such as ''yikes''. He is relatively close with her mother as they still live at home but he still still sends the mandatory texts and check ins with her older brother. They don't smoke or drink and likes to mess around. He listens to weirdcore or electronic based music mostly and she is very good at breaking and entering. They are very good at keeping secrets until he is caught in the act. Chaotic gremlin tendancies.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
(light hearted)
Yikes I hope they’re not all as disgustingly sweet as this one or I might just be walking away with cavities.
Forgive me, you looked a little fruity.
he/him, early 20s, bisexual
He owns a kitten named Leaf. Joseph is studying psychology in college after switching from criminology as well as working part time a library. He is a missing person but plays a large role in the plot. As well as being lactose intolerant, he avoids both drinking and smoking. Though he isn't particularly introverted, he doesn't make an effort for social interaction and is perfectly fine with his own company. He remembers many things well, this means he holds several old grudges. He listens to rock music and is described by Regina as a rock band vibe that has the ability to scare away people on the street when he wants to but has a soft middle. His family life consists of him, his mother and his younger sibling, both of which he isn't particularly close with.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
(rushed/panicked)
Hey Mrs.Hughsmith it’s Joseph… again… I get that you’re probably busy but this floor situation is not getting any better! Will you stop whispering at me? Shut up for like two seconds!
(stressed)
No not you Leaf, you’re perfect! Yeah- so- if you could maybe get in contact or send someone over or something that would be great! I’ll take anything at this point!
she/her, somewhere around late teens early 20s, lesbian, anxiety
Regina can come across as very confident and cocky, playing a role of almost femme fatal. She doesn't smoke or drink and she always wears what she wants. She's an extrovert and studies english literature in college. She can be pretty sentimental. She enjoys people watching and is determined to make most situations feel like a social experiment. Her favourite type of music is pop punk and she's allergic to nuts. Her family life consists of her, her mother, her father and her older brother most of which she is relatively close with. Late teens in this case implies 18 or 19. She struggles with anxiety but tends to internalise it in preference for her ''flirty persona''.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
(amused)
Don’t get too excited, I don’t swing that way… but you don’t either do you pretty boy?
If I’d have known I would’ve kept a closer eye on him. Been a better friend? It wasn’t like he was introverted, he just didn’t care much either way. Maybe I could’ve made more of an effort.
he/him, roughly 30s, straight
Emmanuel serves partially as the role of himbo. He is not particularly extroverted or sentimental and strays away from smoking. He works as a mechanic. Family relations consist of him , his mother and his father, both of which he is close with. He likes showing off to Vienna and pretending to be brave. He is tall and often comes across as either happy or scary, think gentle giant. He is very sweet pls love him.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
(lying)
Right. I knew that.
(tired)
Whatever you’re selling, I’m not buying it.
she/her, late 40s at least, straight
Gen is the landlord of both Joseph and Emmanuel's flats. She owns a basement filled with creepy dolls and likes to collect many things as she can be very sentimental. It's hard to tell if she is an introvert or an extrovert as she just does not care. She is a single mom to a teenage boy and holds a very bad relationship with her dead husband's family as they all believe she killed him. She has the ability to go coco loco but we have yet to experience it. (if there were to be a season 2 she would play a much more prominent role). She likes classical music and fire and tends to say whatever's on her mind unless she's hiding something. As well as being a landlord, she also works as a banker.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
(voicemail)
This is Gen Hughsmith. If you aren’t my husband’s family, feel free to leave a message after the beep. But if you are? Stay away!
(thinking)
I wouldn’t know. Our cell tower was damaged in the most recent storm. It has only officially been repaired as of last night. Between here and the bank is only a ten minute walk so I can’t say I’ve travelled out far enough recently to catch a signal.
he/him, 14-16, sexuality unspecified due to being a literal child
Bennett unknowingly plays a role in throwing off the case and leading detectives on. He is more introverted than extroverted but is fine once he gets to know you. His rough age range is between 14 and 16 as he is described to be a teen/child but that is not stated and age could be interpreted differently. His family life consists of him and his mother. His music taste may or may not be slowly leaning towards emo.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
The bank makes her weirder. Something’s always changed when she comes back.
(lying)
No.
she/her/they , late 20s at least, sexuality unspecified but they have queer vibes
Dr Zan works as a teacher at the college both Regina and Joseph attend and is very popular among the students. They're more extroverted and are very chilled out. Though she doesn't have a large role currently, we would meet more of her if there were a season 2. Their family life mainly consists of her and her dad. Her favourite type of music is heavy metal but pretends it's not most of the time.
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
You cannot predict the unpredictable. I’m going to give you steps and you’re going to follow them, can you do that?
The last class I did have him in, he was acting slightly more manic than usual. Looked significantly more tired and left class in a rush. I got the feeling he was stressed about his upcoming exams so I didn't pressure him.
ESTIMATED NUMBER OF BACKGROUND CHARACTERS: 3
There is a hole in my floor. Small and unnoticeable to guests it nags at my mind alone. It hides in the corner and crumbles ever so slowly. Enticing. At first I thought it was best to ignore it. You know, out of sight out of mind. But to my kitten, it was a new space to explore, fishing paws down curiously every other hour in hopes of digging a prize out of the mysterious dark abyss. Though it was dark and lifeless he still found interest in the ever growing hole so I thought it best to cover it with a bookshelf. That way temptation was gone and I wouldn't have to spend hours eying a problem that was out of my control.
It had seemed like a smart idea at the time. Harmless and fixable. But you see that was over a month ago now, and my issues have not been resolved.
When Leaf began staring aimlessly at the bookshelf naturally I assumed it was because I had moved it. I had only had him a few months at that point so he was still becoming adjusted to my flat and so the new unfamiliarity of the whole situation had him slightly on edge. I have a hard enough time reading humans so you could say reading cats isn’t exactly my speciality either but from what I could tell, he was happy and healthy, and we got along well. I had left it at kitten’s curiosity and let him continue to stare off into space as much as his little heart desired. Perhaps that was my first mistake.
It took four days for the hole to show a crack past the bookshelf. Like a plant reaching for light, it had outstretched a thin spindly crack pointed diagonally out from the corner where a hole no bigger than the tip of my thumb had hid those few days ago. Coincidentally the opposite corner of the room where it was slowly reaching was my bed. It’s nothing fancy. An old twin sized mattress I've had since I was fifteen, thrown on the floor with a few blankets but I made it work. I’m sure you remember considering how much you chewed my ear off about it the last time you visited. But that’s beside the point.
I would love to say that was the moment I realised something was wrong. That I finally connected all the pieces and did a little more than message my landlord, but in retrospect I was far too burned out to do anything other than scream. No, it wasn’t until I was awoken by Leaf hissing at some horrific hour of the morning I can't remember, that I finally paid mind to the hole that had been simmering at my floorboards all week.
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