Orochimaru Voice Novels & Stories

Wanting to reassure the brunette, Luna opened her mouth to say a few words of comfort when a second voice filled with urgency yelled out to Maria. "Maria! Move away from there now!" Akihito's relaxed posture from before vanished, frightful eyes fixated on Maria. Who cluelessly tipped her head to the side when she noticed a large shadow fell over her. Maria craned her head back, emerald eyes transforming into saucers when she saw the robust build of a creature. Its arms and legs were thick with muscles and covered in shabby armor, but it had the face of a pig. 'An orc?!' Maria was caught off guard by the creature sudden appearance.

“I know! But if he’s with an orange bird named Hi-kun, then he should be the real one and not fake. We know how it is in black market. Anything can happen and anyone can be anyone.” “He’s right. Mercenaries can be anyone. Ever seen mercenaries in the north area?” Harris whistled. “Even a woman can be a man. Save for the voice.” “The voice! The sound! The bird?!” Darrion pushed. “How do you imitate a bird, Darrion? What do you want me to do? Squawk?” Jai was the one annoyed now. “Well—how does it sound to you? Like a cute chirp, or a heavy growl, or like, like, the Waamutori? A heavy draw? What, what?!”

"Expand the address word, it is fine using seductive way." "We can play all the time, at my home." "Where are you now?" "Near the grave, at the very edge, turn left, turn right, go down, go up, step forward 5 times, step back 10 times, shake 10 times." (Do at your own risk, don't do it at your home!) "Feel given a challenge back, Pass. Next." "I have many toys at home, wanna come?" "Where is your home?" "Orochimaru Headquarters, 15 Scotts Road #05-10 Thong Teck Building, Singapore."

Reminders: (surname 1st, name last) Yoshida Hachiro- drums Kurata Sosuke- guitar Tani Rinko- electric violin Fukuda Kagami- currently plays the role of vocalist. Honorifics: san-Mr/ Miss kun- semi/formal title for guys of same age as speaker In the end, Hachiro-kun had no power to do anything. Or rather when he came back from allegedly doing it his face was awkward and twisted.

“Classic, it is!” “Classic, yes,” Ichiro nodded. “But it’s how we deal with them. How does it become different from other hunters? Order of the Orion seemed to be like…” He wrinkled his nose and pursed his lips as he thought. “Argh! Superior… yes! Order of the Orion thinks of themselves as superior among others.”

Masaru’s distinctive voice roared, coming from the sky. We tilted our heads up and were stunned to see a pair of demonic figures in the sky, standing atop a small cloud. “We finally caught you, rat.” The gray-skinned one was Masaru, recognizing that gravel-gargling voice. He had a fierce face, sharp fangs, electrifying hair, and two horns. He wore a tattered dark-green skirt tied with a long red sash with a pair of massive Japanese drums hung on his waist and held a small mace in each hand.

Sensing her tension Kimiko approached her but Iori waved her off turning toward the man who was standing before her with an arrogant smile on his face. “Hello, Tohru wasn’t it?” Iori asked deciding to deal with the matter as it came…

" Takamatsu said as he forced himself up to give where he was a closer look. On standing up Takamatsu felt a stiffing pain as some memories he was not familiar with gushed into his brain... Name: Takamatsu Henjiro Tribe: Okorua furuhashi Age: 18 Gift: the perceive hearer Potent gift: immune to flame

Ejima raised her hands in submission. “Get up,” The voice commanded, still pressing the tip of the spear on her neck. “I came in peace,” Ejima said as she walked up to her feet. “With a sling and a dagger?” The voice asked before a rough hand yanked the sling from her possession and unbuckled the dagger on her arm. “Move,” “Please, where are we going?” “You are in no position to ask questions,” The voice shouted and Ejima jumped from the pain that pricked her neck. It was a blessing in disguise though, because the little show of pain made it possible to see the owner of the voice.

it was to run away but before he could shake it off a voice in his head did it for him saying the word "attack" It was a voice that he trusted, a voice that couldn't be wrong, a voice that relayed to him the instructions of the gods but this time it told him to do something he was sure he couldn't do. the voice said again "attack" but Orie still didn't follow "attack!...attack!!...attack!!!" It repeatedly yelled, each time with more intensity until Orie finally gave in and hit Endo with a punch to the stomach. the punch sent Endo flying, and Orie was left dumbfounded. what he expected was an unusual counter accompanied by a whole lot of damage but none of that happened.