Vocaloid Insanity Novels & Stories

The voice was always permeating my thoughts now. I blinked and my lips twitched with dry amusement. ‘Yes. My crazy voice is speaking again.’ ‘Oh come on! I’m not crazy, I’m part of you. Why can’t you understand that?’ I exhaled slowly. I didn’t know what this voice was, but it sounded a lot like instinct. Like truth. And I'd never heard this voice until Anisa came into my life three days ago. “I’m not sure if I can let her go, Kosey,” I said to him finally, admitting that fact to myself too.

) Vampire was unamused voice responded as if she knew that Mad wouldn’t be happy about it. Mad clicked his tongue, “who the fuck let my cute little sisters alone without supervision?” He could hear the under voice, ‘ugh, I know it will be like this.’ (They are under my supervision. Focus, Mad.) Crazy answered in his annoyed voice. It was his everyday voice, by the way. “Ah, okay.” He scratched his neck awkwardly. “Anyway, the passage is fairly complicated. Please hold their hands.” (... okay.) Crazy was a bit fiddly about it.

I'm a big MORON! 'Atlast she confesses it.' I rolled my eyes at the annoying voice in my head. I just wish it could shut the fuck up and leave me alone. 'Hey, I heard that' the little voice in my head scoffs. Like I cared. Wait, who are you anyways? 'I'm you stupid.' Ha, right. If you are me then why are you insulting me? 'Because you are S-T-U-P-I-D.' See, if you are supposed to be me then you are just insulting yourself too. So then that just makes you stupid too.

Randy Noah Ximas continued again with his insulting as well as intimidating laughter. “Shut up! Shut up! Shut up your shit and ass hole mouth, Randy Noah Ximas!” screamed Virando at the top of his tenor as well as eight-octave voice tune, at the peak of his anger, devastation, sorrow, as well as frustration at the same time.

"Standard brute force isn't working. I need to overload their sensory processors. I need to confuse the AI." "How?" "Audio injection!" Hailey’s fingers flew across the keys. "I’m hijacking their tactical comms channel. Broadcasting... now!" Ben braced himself, expecting white noise or a high-frequency screech. Instead, the Snow-Cat’s speakers—and the speakers inside the enemy mech—blasted music at maximum volume. But it wasn't rock. It wasn't techno. It was a trap-remix of the Great Compassion Mantra, with a heavy bass drop.

My voice betrays me. Fuck.

♡VIRANICA POV♡ days are passing I'm not feeling any discomfort here they're taking care of me like I'm princess moreover I'm hating myself because I'm letting another guy to touch me but why I'm not able to push him I'm becoming insane with him why I'm liking his company with me what exactly my stupid heart is thinking why he entered into my life to ruin my life like this isn't it enough of my suffering I throwed the bedsheet away and throwed every toy I broken the playstation I'm hell angry I'm angry on my self

I press the play button and instead of it playing music just as it's name implies I heard my grandfather's voice,he actually recorded his speech and it says thus; "Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Mirana uttered gazing into her eyes. "Don't think what others are going to say and think, Ness because these same exact others had hurted and broken Inessa Elvira Suarez to her extend but I can guarantee you that nobody is ever going to be capable of breaking or hurting Inessa Sinister Rodriguez because this time, she is not alone anymore, " Inessa swallowed hardly hearing her each and every word. "Remember you used to say, it's better to be an insane than to opt for the fakeness of sanity so be an insane because you have never gotten anything except by being sane so be an insane for yourself, be an insane for your happiness, be an insane for him, "

But the silence wasn’t silence at all. Not for him. It was filled with a voice. Ishtiyaq’s voice. Every word from that call played over and over in his mind, taunting him like a cruel melody. "she will leave you herself once she sees the monster you really are." The words bled into his thoughts like poison. He slammed his fist against the desk, the glass rattling dangerously, but no matter how many times he tried to shake it off, it came back. The same sentence, the same mockery. Like a broken record stuck on the most painful line.