Novelas y relatos de Vocaloids

And it seemed like it was calling me. “Pandora.” Fuck. Whatever it was. It was definitely calling me. With my curiosity picked I slowly got up and walked towards the tree that seems to be calling me. As I got closer the voice got louder before I couldn’t make out if it was a male or a female voice but now it was clear that the voice I was hearing belonged to a woman. She had a deep yet sweet voice.

"I know." The dream was a haunting vision burned into the back of my eyes. I kept hearing her words in my head floating around and around like a song I couldn't forget. I opened my mouth to say something but the words that came out were not my own. The song that was turning over in my mind forced itself out of my lips. I told my mouth to close and told my voice to stop singing. But nothing worked and my voice was growing louder, stronger. "Vicki! What are you doing?"

Nicolas walks ahead of us and speaks to both of them in Japanese, granting me the ability to slowly piece together where exactly we were. He turns around and gestures for us to follow as the two Women lead us down a fully-adorned glass hallway where there are Koi fish swimming beneath us, under the transparent pathway. Pushing open another door, I am not only met with sounds of chatter and live music but with an entirely new ordeal. There are tall oval-shaped booths with long tables placed symmetrically across the colossal, yet somehow intimate room, and instead of ceramic plates, lie naked women with Japanese foods making up the curves of their bodies.

Her body was kissed by the spring water and she smiled as the water danced beneath her hip, lightly tickling her. Then she remembered the life of the killer as she listened to a certain Mistress's voice. She was disgusted. *** Violet opened her eyes and it glowed a darker purple shade. “I am a god. I am Xenia and they will pay for what they did to me.” She stood up from the ground, then smirked.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Maru said to the lady voice. "Affirmative, Maru." The female voice replied. "Good. Do you have a name, madame?" Maru asked once more to the lady's voice. He was curious about this woman. "Affirmative, Maru. I'm an Artificial Intelligence System." The female voice responded to Maru.

She asked patiently before I could bring the phone to my pale lips. "Hello" I nervously said. "Hello, you sound young-" "-can you tell me your name?" She asked. "I need help" I brought myself to say after a deep exhale. "It's my dad. She needs help" I whispered as I leaned behind the wall. "Can you tell me your name?" She asked. "Kaleo. Kaleo Smith" I whispered. "Can you speak louder please?" She asked. "No, he'll hear me" I said after which all of a sudden, the yelling died down.

فَبِأَىِّ ءَالَآءِ رَبِّكُمَا تُكَذِّبَانِ (Then which of the favours of your Lord will you deny? The male voice was still going on infront of me, but I couldn't see him anymore. Everything was turning hazy infront of my eyes, getting blurred by the tears welling up in my eyes. I could sense hot tears streaming down the side of my face. I wanted to move or say something —but could only manage to break out a sob— My hands worked on the buttons of my wheelchair, without realising and I moved closer to him. I could feel cold shudders running through my body as I gaped at him unblinking. The only sound, I could get out was a whimper.

I smiled and Martha secretly fist pumped herself. “So here is the deal ladies, I can’t decide which one of you I want to contract, so I propose a challenge. With cost not being a problem, I want you to create the blueprints for your dream resort. I need the blueprints, floor plan of each floor, a 3D generated motel, and list of building materials.” Momoko said excitedly. “Sounds easy enough” Veronica said as she crossed her arms into her chest. Mrs. Yoshida looked at me for my response.

About halfway through class she turned to him and smiled devilishly. "Hi there." She didn't speak out loud, her lips never moved and he instead heard her voice inside his head. "My name is Syn, you must be new at this." The voice giggled a little. "You can't even Whisper yet, can you?" Syn noticed the perplexed look on his face. "It's like ventriloquism, but at ultra-high frequencies. Just hum a little, keep making it higher until you can feel it." Mike followed her orders until he reached a frequency that no human could her. "Now just talk."