Kirby Voices Novels & Stories

in various voices: Nasal, Gruff, Monotonous, Cheerful, Grating, Guttural, Shrill, Hoarse, Sweet, Husky, Modulated, Booming, Small, Quavering, Wheezy… There were also paid options like Morgan Freeman, Obama, Batman (Christian Bale), Harry Potter, Cookie Monster, Tom Holland… Kate picked Husky, as she thought all girls would, and the screen returned to Ecto’s minimalist bedroom. “Oh wow! I can speak.” The CGI image of Ecto still didn’t move its mouth and his words still typed themselves in a chat balloon, but now they were accompanied with the husky voice Kate had picked. It drifted from the phone speaker. “Awesome…” Kate uttered under her breath. More amazingly, her word also materialized in

The others next to him immediately ceased their fire, and the feverish scene instantly became quiet. “Jumbo and Spectre must have captured Tyr. Haha, today is such a wonderful day.” Kirin picked up his phone and swiped the answer button. “Jumbo, don’t kill that kid. If you do, I’ll send you to hell as his companion.” However, the voice that sounded from the other end of the phone was not Jumbo’s voice but Tyr’s. “Kirin, you are so nice to me!” Tyr said sarcastically. “Tyr!” In that instant, Kirin’s entire body froze. “Why are you on the phone?”

I exclaimed with a smile. “Long time no see!” I continued. “Right! I had to run some errands!” he explained with a pleasant smile. “Kirby, I want you gone in 2 seconds!” Raf came unnoticed and said with a cold voice...

Amidst the sounds of nature, I can faintly hear a soft, melodic whisper, like a gentle breeze rustling through leaves. "It's a soft voice," I begin. "Almost like a whisper. It sounds...familiar, but I can't quite place it." Ryder leans in closer, his expression serious. "Can you make out any words or recognize who it might be?" "It's me, dumbass," the voice speaks again. I gasp. "It called me a dumbass!" I whine. "Who did?" Ryder looks confused. "The voice! Who else? Who are you, and what do you want from me?" I demand, not knowing what to expect.

Swallowed by frustration and helplessness, he remained silent. "Lost your voice?" Kiran scoffed. "Since you don’t wish to speak, perhaps you’d prefer never to speak again." Kiran walked towards Cliff, his gaze cold as he reached for the silver needles, aiming for Cliff's mouth. Feeling like prey under a predator's gaze, Cliff hastily exclaimed, "I, I'm scared!" Boom! His admission shocked everyone present, shattering the illusions of many, especially the ordinary disciples who felt a desperate urge to cry out in despair – Kiran York was too terrifying.

Great now he is acting like Burton. “I don’t care if you rub my belly or kiss it, but if you start to talk to it in that creepy-ass voice like Burton does I will super glue your mouth shut,” I tell him. “Well I will talk to your belly but hell no not in that voice. I have told Burton that sounds creepy as shit.” Xavier retorts.

I lifted my hand to return it, but the trainer’s cold voice cut through the air. “Well, if it isn’t the early bird herself, Miss Kylie.” A shiver crawled up my spine as my hand dropped. “Mr. Barkov...” I murmured. Alpha-ranked, giant girth and absolutely terrifying, Barkov had his piercing violet eyes locked onto me. A deep scar ran from his temple down to his ear, making him appear even more intimidating. Cubs never failed to cry at the sight of him. “Must be nice to have the whole pack waiting on you,” he said casually, the sarcasm evident in his voice.

It wasn't Kieran's voice, and neither was it Dione's. The voice was that of a man, as deep as Kieran's but different. The major difference is that it sounded a bit raspier, as if it was an older version of Kieran talking. And it sounded in my head, with Kieran not even opening his mouth. I was sure that it was the same way that I communicated with Dione, in my mind. As I looked at Kieran, it finally sunk. That was his wolf! It had just talked to me.

He rebutted. Yes, yes, my reasoning is stupid. He didn’t intentionally want to get caught in their trap, but I have to blame someone... *Sighs in frustration.* “Will the two of you quiet down over there?” I heard one of the men’s voice command from outside the cave. I don’t know whose voice, but I’m sure it wasn’t Ryker. His voice sounds deeper and scarier. Somewhat like Drax’s voice, but Drax’s is less harsh, and more soothing. It’s somewhere between Morgan Freeman and Darth Vader. Except, it doesn’t give me ‘dangerous villain’ vibes.

"Eager are we?" I snapped my head to the center of the room. The roboticised voice was back. "You can say that. You're quite the man of the moment." "Aw, don't be a feminist. You'll hurt my feelings." My lips twitched sideways. Jericho noted he was a man. Why did this voice say otherwise? Could Jericho have met Ryder and thought he was the boss. So the man behind it all was actually a woman? What the?