Once again, a disclaimer that these are all my interpretations so the voices definitely aren't up to the canon. Apologies if this isn't up to expectations, but I tried my best. I hope you'll like it anyway. :)
Holy cow, I listened to all 13 minutes and I am so stoked!
A few things that I noticed with the audio that really got me smiling:
1) You had Andrias's pronunciation of 'human' go on for the entirety of his dialogue, and it's really cool to see how he's still acting like an endearing character as a result of this.
2) You had Marcy sigh during the confrontation of the search talk, which was really nice and got me into the whole atmosphere there.
3) The line delivery of "It's not bad, right?" "Oh it's pretty bad." made me cackle, you got the delivery in it spot-on to what I was attempting during writing it.
4) The interpretation of "Sun Tzu" and "Caen Ciu" being different pronunciations was an interesting one. When I first wrote that paragraph I had it so that they are pronounced the same so that both didn't know they are talking of supposedly two different people, but because of your voice acting it makes me wonder of the idea of Andrias knowing who Marcy was talking about based on context clues. Or that he's internally thinking "Huh, humans pronounce famous figures pretty differently to ours".
Thank you so much for doing this, I'll cherish this for years!
Hi! I’ve been following you around since the robot controlled by marvy theory. I would like to know if you are planning on finishing falling down dry! It’s such an amazing story and I genuinely did enjoy every second of reading it.
Aww, hello there! Yep, Falling Down Dry is still being developed, it's just that I took a lil break since I have college and have been working on multiple WIPs over the coming days, however the next chapter is finished I just need to do a lot of editing.
Also, honest to God, it's really surprising that I'm getting a lot of messages about Falling Down Dry since I never expected that story to be the most anticipated one out of the collection, it warms my heart that you guys genuinely love it that you'd want to reach out and ask about it. I really appreciate it, that fic is like my baby.
I will say though, if you want an excerpt from the fic itself here's a few pages from the current draft of Chapter Eight.
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She shone a light into the rest of the passageway, onto the curved ceiling up above — at the lack of light from the covered hole she once fell in through, and it struck Marcy that the general shouldn't have gone far.
A bound-up newt wouldn't have been washed up by the waters, right? She must've been somewhere in the area, she had to!
So Marcy grabbed her boots and jumped into the waters once again, and hoped by some miracle that the general didn't get pushed farther down the way. She jumped when something soft brushed against her legs. Pulling it out, however, rewarded her flashlight with the remains of a duffel bag — intact, lumpy, with nothing inside whatsoever.
She must’ve escape—
The waters ruptured behind her. Marcy screamed and slammed the duffel bag into its direction, only for someone to yell out and splash into the current from the weight.
General Yunan’s voice rang out in pain. “Why is that everytime I try to greet myself, I get maimed!”
Marcy just watched her with her satchel close to her chest, trying hard to regain her breath now that the sight became known. There was no attacker. It was just Yunan, drenched to the tiniest pores with water, bare except for her tunic and trousers, and all-around not in a good mood to handle Marcy’s presence...again.
Marcy smiled though. “General, I’m so glad to see you, I knew you didn’t die!”
“That’s very flattering of you,” she said. On closer inspection, Yunan had brushed her hands off on her tunic and nothing else. No claws. No belt. None of the medals either. “I’m perfectly fine, with the current circumstances at least.”
And when Yunan tilted her head up toward the ceiling, Marcy became aware of the moss that festered above them. Or how the passageways seemed to echo. Echo as if the underground resonated from the farthest regions of the mountains — and knowing how fantastical Amphibia was, it wasn’t far off to think so.
Her skin crawled at the thought.
“I tried the hole,” Yunan said, a noticeable grimace on her face. “Too much weight. The fools aren’t exactly fools when they know I’m about to rip them to smithereens.”
Or maybe they had always been clever, Marcy thought. With this whole town created as a whole tax evasion scheme, it would make sense to get the advantage on them whenever they could by playing dumb. And now that she thought about it…
“That does explain why there’s no crime in this town,” she said. “They dumped practically anyone in here if they had a reason to.”
“Great.” Yunan swam toward the bricked platforms and hoisted herself up. She paced the stone with restless energy, the kind Marcy recognized from a mile away as anxiety, or at least enough anxiety that didn’t boil into a breakdown. “But it doesn’t matter. As one of the highest Newtopian generals in the land, I’ve completed my fair share of eccentric missions, and this is no different.”
She took in a deep inhale. “This place is just like Boggsumm’s ambush, except with less cannibalism and more rocks. Not a problem!”
“Ma’am I think we need to think about thi—”
Before Marcy could finish, Yunan had started toward the darkness, away from the covered sewer entrance and into the fog of war once more.
“General, where are you going?"
“Finding a way out.” Her yells had softened with the unseen distance. “If climbing won’t do the trick then I’ll do what my ancestors did and conserve my energy. Bet this hole hasn’t thought of that now, has it?”
“Of course, but we shouldn’t go farther away from where we started. What if we get lost and lose our only known exit? It’s too risky.”
Yunan halted in her tracks. “It’s better here than to sit and do nothing.”
Marcy stared at her, mouth open — silent, unsaid.
“So come on.”
And with each fading yell, the darkness settled into her gut, cold as cold should be. With that, Marcy scrambled to pour her items back into the satchel, and high-tailed it into the tunnels. “Hey, wait for me!”
