Neo_Space wrote:

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Job Wanted:
Time Usually On:
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Experience (?/10):
Example of Work:

unsightedmetal6 wrote:

I'd like to apply.

Username: unsightedmetal6
Job Wanted: Voice Actor
Time Usually On: School days 3-7, weekends is basically constantly.
Active (?/10): 9/10
Experience (?/10): 8; I've been in some plays.
Example of Work: I applied for a different game but I haven't gotten a reply yet.

Neo_Space wrote:

unsightedmetal6 wrote:

I'd like to apply.

Username: unsightedmetal6
Job Wanted: Voice Actor
Time Usually On: School days 3-7, weekends is basically constantly.
Active (?/10): 9/10
Experience (?/10): 8; I've been in some plays.
Example of Work: I applied for a different game but I haven't gotten a reply yet.

Accepted.
Give me a sample of your most comfortable voices that you use.(as in ones that don't cause any strain.)
Please.

After that I will ask for some voice acting.

Neo_Space wrote:

Okay, unsightedmetal6, can you record the following lines in a 9 year-old's voice(Make them seperate recordings please):

“(Sigh) Come on, Onēsan. Wake up!” (Voice: Tired, Annoyed, On the verge of giving up.)

“Finally, any longer and i would have thrown water on you.” (Voice: Playful, Joking, Fake seriousness.)

“Hurry up, or we'll be late again!” (Voice: Desperate, Angry, Annoyed)

“Yay! We made it on time.” (Voice: Happy, Relieved, Calm)

After that I'll give feedback in that projects comments.

Apricot2005 wrote:

Username: WaffleChurro
Job Wanted: Story writer/coding
Time Usually On: around an hour a day
Active (?/10): 8
Experience (?/10): 9
Example of Work:

Writing


Twas a dark and gloomy night and terror spread across the land. Rubble lay where magnificent structures once stood. Villagers weeping at the death of their loved ones. The sky, once filled with joy and colour, now showed the omen that was yet to come. The villagers all knew who was behind this.

Upon a tall mountain stood a hut where a witch once lay, the most wicked witch in all of the land. The dust of her magic and the hat she once wore lay on a rickety wooden table. The villagers all knew the kingdom was in need of a hero, a hero who could bring justice and peace to all the land. But who did dwell in this hut was not the witch, but a family of brothers.

The eldest brother, Bruce, was the hero the village anticipated for. Even great powers like the King himself looked up to this brother. Thomas, the middle child, was envious and jealous of Bruce’s heroic and courageous nature, but was also quite frightened of his brother. And finally, Simon, was treated as a useless scribe for the king.

When the king called far and wide for a hero, Bruce was quick to reply, rushing through all the crowds of people. He strolled up to the castle and arrogantly sat upon the King’s chair. The King was slightly taken aback with this rude attitude but decided that he should not anger the brother, because even he was scared of Bruce. Thomas however, wanted to prove to the village that he was not weak, and could be as strong and heroic as his brother.

“Who will be our final representative, to guide these heroes on their journey?” the King questioned.
The crowds of people went silent. Their cheering dropped. Silence spread throughout the land.
“I repeat, who will be our final hero?” the King asked again, furiously.
He kicked his foot back, not realising that he had just kicked a poor old scribe, that scribe being Simon.
“You.” the King demanded. “Come up here, now.”
Simon scrambled up the stage, seeing thousands of people staring back at him.
“Hurry up, we’re going now.” called Bruce. “The beast rises at sunset.”

The three brothers marched off on their quest towards the west of the village, where the beast was known to dwell. After a short lived stroll they met a travelling merchant, who was selling an array of tools and weapons. Bruce believed that he should get the best weapon, so he pushed Simon onto the gravel road and ripped his pay out of his hands. He turned to Thomas but he had already handed his gold to him, afraid of what Bruce would do to him. Bruce bought the largest sword possible and left. The two brothers followed him as they headed down the gravel road on their quest to slay the beast.

The merchant felt sorry for Simon and gave him a bit of leftover string.
“Sorry, young man” whispered the merchant, stroking his beard. “It's all I have left.”
Simon left and thanked the merchant. He spotted his brothers further along the trail so he ran towards them. By the time he reached them, the sun was setting.
“We need to hurry.” exclaimed Thomas. “Tis nearly sundown.”


After a long tiring stroll the brothers finally arrived at the cave. It towered over them like the redwood trees once did back at home. Its red glow of molten lava shining blinded the brothers eyes. They silently crept into the cave, fearful of what could happen, creeping slowly around the beast that lay there. But as quick as time goes, the sun had set. The brothers cried at their appalling luck as the beast rose. Thomas rushed up to the beast but with one deadly swing, his life was ended in the blink of an eye.
“Dragon..” Simon muttered.

The dragon smashed a boulder separating Bruce from Simon, but Simons slim limbs allowed him to slip through. Bruce tried to attack the dragon but it was no use, the beast was just too big. But at that one moment, Simon had an idea.
“How about a slingshot?” Simon asked.
“You can try.” replied Bruce.
Simon looked in his satchel and took out the string. He tried to fling the rock at the dragon but his accuracy was terrible.

But at that moment when Simon flung his rocks at the dragon, the horrible beast noticed. It roared aggressively and slashed its claws around. Simon was trapped. He prayed for his life and hoping that he would not reach the ultimate fate. He felt something on his skin. Disgusting, he thought. He looked down at his scrawny feet and saw a puddle of oozing green.
“Dragons blood.” Bruce told Simon. “I killed the dragon.”
Simon felt a cold grip around his shoulder. He stood up and walked over to the edge of the cave.

Bruce rolled the dragon's head to the corner of the cave.
“Let's go.” he demanded. “Now.”
Simon patched his gashing wound from the horrid beast and followed his brother back to the village, the village that was their home.

The village and the King both apologised for their bad judgement as Simon had bought justice back to the village. The village all learnt that you should not judge one for their appearance, but for what they have within. The two brothers were given great gifts for their courage. Their tale of their quest and journey was known for many years and finally, the omen was gone. The sky was now full of joy.

Coding

https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/132877601/

WaffleChurro wrote:

Apricot2005 wrote:

Username: WaffleChurro
Job Wanted: Story writer/coding
Time Usually On: around an hour a day
Active (?/10): 8
Experience (?/10): 9
Example of Work:

Writing


Twas a dark and gloomy night and terror spread across the land. Rubble lay where magnificent structures once stood. Villagers weeping at the death of their loved ones. The sky, once filled with joy and colour, now showed the omen that was yet to come. The villagers all knew who was behind this.

Upon a tall mountain stood a hut where a witch once lay, the most wicked witch in all of the land. The dust of her magic and the hat she once wore lay on a rickety wooden table. The villagers all knew the kingdom was in need of a hero, a hero who could bring justice and peace to all the land. But who did dwell in this hut was not the witch, but a family of brothers.

The eldest brother, Bruce, was the hero the village anticipated for. Even great powers like the King himself looked up to this brother. Thomas, the middle child, was envious and jealous of Bruce’s heroic and courageous nature, but was also quite frightened of his brother. And finally, Simon, was treated as a useless scribe for the king.

When the king called far and wide for a hero, Bruce was quick to reply, rushing through all the crowds of people. He strolled up to the castle and arrogantly sat upon the King’s chair. The King was slightly taken aback with this rude attitude but decided that he should not anger the brother, because even he was scared of Bruce. Thomas however, wanted to prove to the village that he was not weak, and could be as strong and heroic as his brother.

“Who will be our final representative, to guide these heroes on their journey?” the King questioned.
The crowds of people went silent. Their cheering dropped. Silence spread throughout the land.
“I repeat, who will be our final hero?” the King asked again, furiously.
He kicked his foot back, not realising that he had just kicked a poor old scribe, that scribe being Simon.
“You.” the King demanded. “Come up here, now.”
Simon scrambled up the stage, seeing thousands of people staring back at him.
“Hurry up, we’re going now.” called Bruce. “The beast rises at sunset.”

The three brothers marched off on their quest towards the west of the village, where the beast was known to dwell. After a short lived stroll they met a travelling merchant, who was selling an array of tools and weapons. Bruce believed that he should get the best weapon, so he pushed Simon onto the gravel road and ripped his pay out of his hands. He turned to Thomas but he had already handed his gold to him, afraid of what Bruce would do to him. Bruce bought the largest sword possible and left. The two brothers followed him as they headed down the gravel road on their quest to slay the beast.

The merchant felt sorry for Simon and gave him a bit of leftover string.
“Sorry, young man” whispered the merchant, stroking his beard. “It's all I have left.”
Simon left and thanked the merchant. He spotted his brothers further along the trail so he ran towards them. By the time he reached them, the sun was setting.
“We need to hurry.” exclaimed Thomas. “Tis nearly sundown.”


After a long tiring stroll the brothers finally arrived at the cave. It towered over them like the redwood trees once did back at home. Its red glow of molten lava shining blinded the brothers eyes. They silently crept into the cave, fearful of what could happen, creeping slowly around the beast that lay there. But as quick as time goes, the sun had set. The brothers cried at their appalling luck as the beast rose. Thomas rushed up to the beast but with one deadly swing, his life was ended in the blink of an eye.
“Dragon..” Simon muttered.

The dragon smashed a boulder separating Bruce from Simon, but Simons slim limbs allowed him to slip through. Bruce tried to attack the dragon but it was no use, the beast was just too big. But at that one moment, Simon had an idea.
“How about a slingshot?” Simon asked.
“You can try.” replied Bruce.
Simon looked in his satchel and took out the string. He tried to fling the rock at the dragon but his accuracy was terrible.

But at that moment when Simon flung his rocks at the dragon, the horrible beast noticed. It roared aggressively and slashed its claws around. Simon was trapped. He prayed for his life and hoping that he would not reach the ultimate fate. He felt something on his skin. Disgusting, he thought. He looked down at his scrawny feet and saw a puddle of oozing green.
“Dragons blood.” Bruce told Simon. “I killed the dragon.”
Simon felt a cold grip around his shoulder. He stood up and walked over to the edge of the cave.

Bruce rolled the dragon's head to the corner of the cave.
“Let's go.” he demanded. “Now.”
Simon patched his gashing wound from the horrid beast and followed his brother back to the village, the village that was their home.

The village and the King both apologised for their bad judgement as Simon had bought justice back to the village. The village all learnt that you should not judge one for their appearance, but for what they have within. The two brothers were given great gifts for their courage. Their tale of their quest and journey was known for many years and finally, the omen was gone. The sky was now full of joy.

Coding

https://scratch.mit.edu/projects/132877601/

THIS IS THE ACCOUNT I WILL BE USING FOR THE COLLABORATION :)

Accepted.

Your first task would be to look at these yandere-dev videos:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-96P1WXQq0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wxwu4UEgFAo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IAzg8HERD1U
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B-o3VwKJkuY

Then create an, even if it's not what we keep, intro that can be used for now.
Weather it needs scripts or it's just a story like narration with no voice acting, for now, or some.

Have a go for yourself.

Apricot2005 wrote:

Accepted.

Your first task would be to look at these yandere-dev videos:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z-96P1WXQq0
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wxwu4UEgFAo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IAzg8HERD1U
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B-o3VwKJkuY

Then create an, even if it's not what we keep, intro that can be used for now.
Weather it needs scripts or it's just a story like narration with no voice acting, for now, or some.

Have a go for yourself.

Thank you.
I will be submitting all things in @Apricot2005, but in the credits list I would like to be @WaffleChurro

I'm thinking about a simple, black background with pink/red writing. Perhaps there will be almost no instructions, and just yandere-chans voice saying about how much she adores senpai and how nobody can take him from her.

While that's fine for now there are several things I will mention.

1. That's pretty much the exact same as the current one.
2. I personally believe it would have some form of image/animation. The monologue could stay as a title screen thing, but the videos' showing of the beginning is what I would like to aim for.
3. A tutorial would be necessary because even if they've played Yandere Simulator, how to play this would be different as we're censoring it.

I hope this isn't a problem.

WaffleChurro wrote:

While that's fine for now there are several things I will mention.

1. That's pretty much the exact same as the current one.
2. I personally believe it would have some form of image/animation. The monologue could stay as a title screen thing, but the videos' showing of the beginning is what I would like to aim for.
3. A tutorial would be necessary because even if they've played Yandere Simulator, how to play this would be different as we're censoring it.

I hope this isn't a problem.

Okay. Maybe a quick tutorial before the introduction. The introduction could show some senpai shrine with some animation.

Neo_Space wrote:

Okay I officially have decided to make something a bit more original.

This game is the almost exact same as the official game, I feel I have too many similarities. I have “gave up”. I abandon this project.

Sorry.