Bill Cipher Voice Lines Novels & Stories

“You’re…” “I’m Sally Summers.” With one hand holding the phone, Sally helplessly massaged the space between her brows with her other hand. While she admitted she did not have a loud voice, her ‘hello’ at the start was definitely not soft. Since her voice was loud enough for Yvette Banks to hear, then why did Yvette still say those things on the phone? Moreover, Sally did not think that her voice sounded anything like Elijah’s deep voice even if she had deliberately lowered it.

Bill replied. He answered the phone call and placed it on a loud speaker. "Talia! My daughter Talia is dead!"

And every month, I paid the 200-dollar phone bill straight out of my own pocket. Wayne never once asked about these sacrifices of mine. On the contrary, he always took them completely for granted. He listed the items for a full five minutes, then smacked his lips. "Look at this—the cost of keeping you alone far exceeds your performance output. So, shouldn't you be the one paying?" He fixed his gaze on me, his tone brooking no argument. I tried to argue further, but Wayne's patience had run out. "I'll say it one more time—I want to see 75 thousand dollars in my bank account by the end of the day tomorrow."

So he took a deep breath, exhaled, smiled his creepy jack o' lantern smile, and unmuted the Avaya. "Thanks for staying on the line Mr. Grass. Is it Mr. Grass again—?" "GLASS. G-L-A-S-S, you dumb shit. Grass is for cows. Wait a minute. Am I speaking to an American? Because you don't sound like one. You sound like a talking monkey." "Mr. Glass let me assure you, I am an American. Now about the reason for your call, you mentioned about a charge on your bill that you don't recognize…"

She attempted to ask, but all those words were stuck in her head, her conscious screaming them repeatedly. "What have we got here?" A male voice said. MJ scrunched up her nose when the smell of cigarettes and alcohol hit her nostrils. Her discomfort faded as soon as the culprit uttered the next words, "Miss I'm MJ Billings, a multibillionaire, and I will destroy you!!" The man mimicked, obviously amused and proud to have MJ Billings at his mercy. MJ wondered what they wanted from her, was it money? Had they already called Jorge to ask for ransom? "Where'd you think you would end up, huh? Bitch!" The man sneered the same time his boots contacted her stomach, causing her to give a disgruntled

in a very low and soft tone Adrian pretended he didn't hear. "Adrian..." she called again and turned looking around where that soft sound is coming from like he didn't know she was stock "I'm right here..stop acting like I'm invisible" Billie said Adrian met her gaze furrowed his brows moving to her side..when he arrived, he stood beside her and said mockingly "I thought you were unable to speak!?" "Yeah..but now I've regained my voice" She said in greeted teeth He narrowed his eyes "So..why did you call me?" He asked

A woman called and I looked up at Luis and Tony, who hurriedly walked towards me. I tried my best to smile at them but it came out wrong. Luis gave me a sympathetic look and said, "I'm so sorry for the delay. Are you okay?" "I'm fine," I answered and lowed my gaze to the almost empty bottle in my hands. "We brought her backup hearing aids as you said but you didn't tell us why. Did something bad happen?" She asked and I could tell, by her voice, that she was afraid to hear why. I cleared my throat and collected myself before narrating the situation to them. After I was done, Tony and Luis exchanged worried looks.

No sound returned from the other end of the phone call. Sabrina spoke calmly, “Mr Ford, I know what you want to say, and I don’t feel like explaining. Please tell your aunt to control her son better…” “Woman, if you think I can’t do anything to you, you’re gravely mistaken!” The person speaking was not Sebastian. It was the voice of an old person. Sabrina asked, “You are?” “Listen here! If I wanted to kill you, it wouldn’t be any harder than stepping on an ant!” The old voice shouted angrily.

the level and bland AI voice called out from in front of Lila, as she watched the tablet turn a slightly lighter shade of grey as it emanated and intoned that boring string of syllables that could be barely qualified as proper sound. "Hmm... nope!" Lila sunnily replied, tilting her head to the side as she smiled at the screen," Say... can you give me any reasons on the presentation of the language you speek, please, you know, before I kill you and all that?" "I'd rather you not murder my men," a distinctly human voice answered Lila's request. Lila blinked once calmly, and stared down at the image of a woman in front of her, her face on the screen facing Lila and completely and uttterly calm.

She advises. "Sure." "So how's your job going so far and with the Big Boss? Hope he ain't stressing the life out of you? He's a perfectionist... ugh." she facepalms. I laughed hard till my stomach hurt. I had to use my hand to muffle my laughter because my laughing voice echoed around the room. "Mr Billy is cool and I'm glad I didn't ruin a deal he was hoping to get from Pillari International." I say. Linda's eyes lit up in astonishment. "Did I hear you correctly? Did you say Pillari international?"