Insanity Vocaloid Novels & Stories

Like a door that had been nailed shut her whole life finally giving way, and something on the other side rushing forward too fast to be gentle about it. "Seraphina!" Isadora's voice, high and thin, somewhere above her. Seraphina couldn't answer. Her jaw had already begun to change, elongating in a way that stole the shape of words from her entirely, and all that came out was a sound with no language left in it.

completely, utterly silent. “I’m trained in vocal analysis...a healer’s skill,” Cael went on. “I spent months in the healer’s hall, recording the Luna’s voice during sessions. I built a model...her cadence, her phrasing, her unique vocal fingerprint.” Another pause. “The recording you heard isn’t her. It’s built from those sessions, constructed to fool you.” He looked at the council. “I can show you, right here, in front of all of you, how I did it and how proper analysis exposes the fabrication.”

Six sessions displayed on my desktop according to the six cameras. They say let sleeping dogs lie, but this dog obviously did not deserve peace of mind. I called her the first two times like I have always done, but she didn't pick. Then I hacked into her TV and called her name three times, then she jerked off from the bed and began to plead. I used a voice changing software to help enhance my voice and make it deeper than my normal voice. It works every fucking time because she doesn't recognize it. You can always spot the difference.

"Is it Vane?" "I don't know who the fuck it is," Sloane spat. A heavy metallic thud echoed in the background – she was likely kicking a vent shut. "But they’re playing the audio loop. The same dark whispers. Lolita, they’re using your voice. They’ve synthesised your commands. They are telling me to submit." Franco’s face went ash – grey. "The Phantom Protocol," he breathed. "Vane’s signature. He’s weaponising their lust. He's turning your own hounds against their senses."

"Maangi duaa ek tujh tak jaa pahunchi, Parvardigara," Sanam closed his eyes, remembering Heer's face and smiling on his own. (A wish I made, reached you, O lord) "Kaisi suni tune meri khamoshi, O parvardigara," (How did you listen to my silence, O my lord) "Ye fitoor mera laaya mujhko hai tere kareeb," (This madness of mine has brought me close to you) "Ye fitoor mera rehmat teri,"

My hands itch. 'Arin...' Is it a sigh? No! I do not want to hear anything at all. Shut up and keep hitting me. I can bear this rage. It's how it should be. Your softness messes up big time, Ibhaan. You almost make me lose my brain cells and you did something to Ella. Her vocals have been disemblowed. She is fine. And she talks in third person pronouns now. 'I am officially fucked.' I nod, clicking my tongue.

I sighed “Like do you have superpower” and she blinked her eyes twice “What? So you do have, why did you keep it from me” “Because we were mere friends and it wasn't that deep!“ Her voice echoed in my head “Holy…” I yelled “Shit” she interrupted in my head ending my sentence” “What the heck are you, ?“ “I'm Sarah Palin the Mind goddess. Hahaha” her voice echoed in my head with a evil laugh “Can you stop that shit, I might pass out if you tried that again”

her voice suddenly seized due to how high her pitch was and she started coughing "Why the pompous behavior when she can't even control her voice" Nirvana scoff 🎶 My life!!!!! 🎶 My life!!!!! 🎶 Is mine to livvvvvveeeeeee!!!!!! 🎶 Is mine to livvvvvveeeeeee!!!!!!! Nirvana sang, her pitch even higher. She kept adding intonation to the music as she sang 👥 Omg 👥 Her pitch is fire 👥 When I thought Jasmine had it all

"Damn this heart! Why does it beat for you? Why do I become an idiot whenever you're around? I've exploded before, crash landed and burned. I hauled my smouldering self out of the crater, Breathed life back into my own skull. It took me so long to look in the mirror with perfect confidence so tell me why, why, why!- Whyyyy? Now I can finally dance again, Whyyy? Right when I can finally breathe, Whyyy? When it feels so good to be me....dammit!" But I think was the most shocking of all... "Another detonator's been sown inside my chest~" Was the fact that she seemed like such a serious girl but managed to sing so cheerfully and angrily while keeping a straight face, it felt unnatural, for a sec

she added, and after hearing that, Sane immediately knew that he should give her something that she could listen to, to at least fill the silence, for her not to feel that lonely. Sane thought of a song to sing, and truth to be told, he wasn't a great singer. His singing voice was decent, and he could at least carry a tune. He told himself that there was nothing that he should be ashamed with because he wasn't torn-deaf in the first place, but knowing that someone would actually listen to him sing was making him really nervous. He cleared his throat two times in a row before finally deciding on a song that he wanted to sing to her. His voice cracked at first, but he continued singing anyway.