Roy Kaplan
W.A. Yuster for Wes, A Ghost
Wes is a ghost from actual 1940s America and has wandered around for hundreds of years through the apocalypse and up until now, where they are now Kaplan’s trusted friend and roommate. Very little is known about Wes at this point in the series, but they emulate the feeling of a film noir protagonist–sensible, cynical, and a bit mean. They aren’t especially affectionate, but they care very much about Kaplan. They/them pronouns. Looking for a masculine or androgynous voice, with an American accent, preferably Northeastern or Mid-Atlantic. The intent is to evoke the vibe of Golden Age Hollywood, but not to a cartoonish degree.
- english
- american (northeast)
- male adult
- mid atlantic
(Knowledgeable, Intrigued) Funny thing, that. Everything goes black for almost two minutes and the body pulls some vanishing act. When the cameras start rolling again, the best pilot in the league’s crashed and the dame’s body is nowhere to be found. Nobody knows what happened and there’s no footage. All that, and everyone’s going to let it alone? That ain’t normal.
(Somber) Well, Roy. Here we are again. Except you look a lot worse than last time. (PAUSE) You lost a lot of blood. I was scared stiff for a while–I wasn’t sure if you’d make it, but it looks like you got help in time. It looks like your surgery went well. I’m grateful for that.
(Voiceover narration) The train departed with little more than a soft whoosh. We flew over the rail that wound between the business towers and apartment buildings, then left them all behind. The further out from the inner city you go, the larger and more expensive the houses get, until you get to the mansions and the big open estates smack up against the city limits. Kowalczyk didn't live far into the outer city--practically on the border of inner and outer, really--but even that meant she had a decent amount of money to spend. I wondered where it came from.
