[CLOSED] When Tower Angels Fall | Dystopian Podcast Series
Anthony for Sol
Early-mid 30s. Aloof. Intelligent. Protective.
Sol isn’t really one for conversation, preferring to form connections without speech. Constant talking puts him on edge. He loves music, however. It’s one of the only things that keeps him going in a world where he feels without use - stuck working as the rig’s mechanic when all he ever dreamed of was becoming a musician.
Voice type: low pitch, soft-spoken but with the capability of true ferocity. It’s not often he snaps, but when he does there’s nobody who shouldn’t want to hide. He doesn’t talk much, so a bit of rasp to convey the lack of use of his voice would be great. Experience/comfort with singing would be ideal.
This role is exclusively open to Black VA’s.
[talking without realising it, going where his mouth takes him]
All my life, had people running they mouth off, like Usain got ‘em challenged. Always got they noise in my head, even now. Got me asking, why’s everybody always talking? Y’know? Only so much you need to say. Almost feels I can’t feel nothing no more (small laugh)
[soft, pensive, tentative]
At the end, if you were... if you were holding someone when it happened, always wondered if… I mean, do you collapse into the next phase with each other? Do both sets of matter jus’ carry on as one, if you hold on tight enough?
[seething, vicious, positively spitting with rage]
No, you do NOT say that in front of me! You do not, Dublin!
[singing – soft, gentle, loving]
Hush, little baby, don't say a word… Papa's gonna buy you a mockingbird…
And if that mockingbird won't sing, Papa's gonna buy you a diamond ring…
