Voice Novels & Stories

The Voice said. “Okay, boss.” “I hope you were able to hide your face?” the voice asked. “Yes, I did; I was wearing the mask right from my car,” Benito said. “Go into hiding; I will let you know when I need you.” “OK, boss.” Blank POV The square communication system was put to use again, the men who use it were again present for their meeting. “Communications check began,” the computer synthesis monotone voice indicated. “Kano.”

" I ended the call without hesitation. A third call came through almost instantly. A man was shouting hysterically on the other end, "Charles! You know so much about this stuff. You can check student records, right? Please check whether my son's file has been tampered with! You've already saved them. Please help us all the way through!"

I select a recent audio file and play a snippet of Mabel's voice into the console microphone. "Calibrate to this vocal profile," I instruct. Instantly, the AI's response comes back through the speakers. It perfectly matches Mabel's sweet, familiar cadence: "Profile updated, Trinity. Would you like to log the reason for selecting this specific voice sample?" "That's my cousin, Mabel," I say. "Now, we're changing your system name, too." "Understood, Trinity," the AI says in Mabel's voice. "Would you like me to select a name from the registry?"

She grabs the phone and puts it on speaker, placing it on the dashboard so she could focus on driving. The deep baritone of the voice that comes through next, does nothing to hide the sneer of it’s owner. “Hello Silver.”

With a confident smirk, she typed out her message. ‌ "Hey Gustav, hope you're doing well. Let's schedule a private meeting by the weekend. I have something interesting to discuss that could benefit your company. Text me back with your availability. No phone calls, please." ‌ As she pressed the send button, her phone buzzed with an incoming call from Gustav. Vanya hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to answer or not. She wasn't one to enjoy phone conversations, preferring to maintain control and clarity through written communication. With a firm resolve, she declined the call and focused on her text message, awaiting Gustav's response.

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It is quite challenging to text the sound of my transmitting energy to you] [I see] [Perhaps if you enabled speaker mode, it would be easier for me and more aesthetically pleasing for you] [U got speaker mode? [Yes, but you still need to assign me a voice] [Whoa. I didn’t know that] [It is easy. Just click the mic icon to the right] Kate did and a large box covered the entire screen, hiding Ecto momentarily. Just like Ecto said, the box asked her to pick a voice. She was presented with a range of audio clips like ring tones. She went through them one by one with the same meticulousness she had forming the rest of Ecto. The app r

She hasn’t even asked if I am okay. A video appears on screen as Caleb turns the laptop around. The image is dark hard to make out, but a figure wears a mask and when they begin to speak, I can tell they are using a voice modulator as they sound robotic and eerie. Sabastian stills not moving a muscle, paying attention to the footage.

“Is that the ship?” “Do you not like it?” replied Miko. “It is a Vessel Interaction Intelligence. I wanted a talking ship, and so I installed one myself. I can deactivate it, if it bothers you.” “Nono, it’s fine. Could it maybe not be a guy? I mean, it’s kinda weird to hear the Spirit of Amelia as a dude, you know? Or is that just me?” “Hmm, I do not believe it matters. But we can change it however we want. The package comes with multiple voices.”

I whispered, my throat dry, “how did you do it?” She smiled then, just a bit more. That serene, self-assured smile made me want to throw the table across the room. Her fingers tapped again. “It's new Sentinel tech,” she said. I recognized the name - it was a Remington tech company. “They've been building some great things lately. One of the newest prototypes can replicate a voice from just a few seconds of audio. I had more than enough of yours.” I felt bile rise in my throat. “So you faked the audio…”