Pink Eyes Season 1
Project Overview
Do you believe in ghosts?
Hope is the faith of the young. Losing everything she holds dear, Puppysmiles embarks on the adventure of her life to find her mother, her hopes of meeting her again driving her through the horrors of a world not of her making. Too bad the Wastelands doesn't care about hope...
Pink Eyes Season 1 is a NON-PROFIT full cast audio drama -- however, all positions on this project are PAID.
Note: We will be doing live directing voice sessions for recordings. So be sure you have a Discord or something similar to make that possible before auditioning.
If you have any further questions, feel free to private message me and I will get back to you ASAP!
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She is full of the innocence of a young, pre-war filly. She is also eager to make friends and happily introduces herself, before she asks for a pony's name. Having not been raised in the wasteland, Puppysmiles is often ignorant of the dangers it presents, often walking up to dangerous ponies or creatures and trying to be friends...
- young
- happy
- female child
(Happy) Hello! I'm Puppysmiles! What's your name pretty pony?
(Crying) Mom? Mom where are you? MOM?! Where is my mommy!?
(Improvised Scenario) She has just been stabbed, but can't feel pain.
The ideal candidate will possess a clear, compelling voice with the ability to convey the emotion and tone needed. As the narrator, you'll be responsible for guiding the audience through not only the wasteland, but worse you will be guiding us though Puppysmile's mind...
A long line of ponies waited impatiently in front of an air wagon, but there was no sign of the pegasus pilots. A green unicorn mare at the back of the crowd suddenly started screaming, desperately pushing ponies aside in a wild dash for the front.
The foal in yellow smiled at the new pair of ponies in front of her. They seemed quite similar to the trio of the other night, but a bit less reckless and a lot better armed.
Puppy smiled, listening as always only to the part of the explanation that she wanted to hear.
A robotic voice that aids Puppysmiles on her journey though the wasteland. Though he is not alive and has no emotion, he does seem to get a little irritated...
(Emotionless) Hostile count. Number of enemies or ill intentioned creatures in sensor range. Actual hostile count: three. Feral ghouls. Threat level: moderate.
Gravelly, but friendly! Resilient, long-lived survivor with a positive outlook, despite the ravaged world around them. Possess a mix of dry humor, warmth, and wisdom, with a dash of optimism...
(Kind) The word you're looking for is ghouls, little one. And yes, there was a time when they were our friends, but I guess that right now you did them a favor. So, no bad blood.
(Telling A Story) Anyhow at some point they left, disappearing left and were never heard from again, the whole thing lasted a couple of weeks at most. You had to be there to remember them, but it was quite a disheartening sight. All those foals left alone and cursed in a dying world... poor things.
*Improvised Scenario* A child keeps calling you an "ugly pony"
A charismatic, larger-than-life radio host in the post-apocalyptic Wasteland. A radio personality who uses his platform to entertain, inform, and offer survival tips to the scattered survivors tuning in...
- male adult
(Charismatic) Good night fillies and gentlecolts, this is Lonesome Pony speaking and you're tuned to Radio 52: all the news you need to hear about Big 52 and nothing else!
(Dramatic) A-hem, back to work. News news news... what do we have? Oh right! Hey, my little ponies, are you afraid of ghosts? You should... Do you remember the story of the Carnival?
*Improvised Scenario* A lot has happened in the wasteland. Tell whoever is listening the news.
Tough, battle-worn, and no-nonsense, Wasteland Guards are the stalwart protectors of the few remaining settlements. These hardened survivors have seen it all...
(Serious) Dunno, but I'm not taking any chances. Let's move: two on the sides, two here; I’m trying diplomatic approach, cover me or forget your pay.
(Shouting) Immobilize him now! Kill him!
*Improvised Scenario* A very young and stupid child is trying to get past your defense.