This is gonna be the thread where we talk about stuff

I can just change my avatar to Jeff Foxworthy

That'll get my accent across

I totes did. I could smell it. We all have a unique smell that is imperceptible to non texans, like ants and bees and stuff. No amount of Oregon can wash that off. I bet you didn't know that!

(i bet you did)

weight, what'sis ehbout axsints?

Wait, there are people who don't live in New England?

I can't type my accent because I'm from the midwest and thus basically have the Generic American Accent

which, being from the US, I don't know what it is

uh

Sometimes I drah out my aah sounds sorta

and truncate some syllables?

I have many accents ready to produce when the time occurs!

Bu' genry I jest have this, um, iuneh, rilly nondescript acsin'? Enunciation? Whassis enunciation?

...when you put it to text it looks a lot worse than it sounds ;-;

Oi can alse do an ab-salutely atrocious bri'ish accent if th' mood takes me, or an equahlly bad 'strawlian one, mate.

Real kvestion iss: Ken you do bed HRUSSIAN ecksent.

Haha

I always imagined people thinking they were talking to Apu from the simpsons when they were talking to me over the phone.

Midwestern isn't Default American, you silly goose. It's Midwestern.

The west coast is the closest to van(e/i)lla you can really get, but even it's got its quirks and regional variations.

Anyway my typed accent wouldn't really be obvious since my most salient verbal quirk (to me) is my overenunciation of hard consonants. I'm sure Gwen would disagree though. What sorts of hilarious ties does my tongue have?

Guys guys
Sound off!

Sound off you say?

Some time in the future I will get a Microphone and then I will sound off

One day guys

One day

while i may seem eloquent now, i don't communicate my feelings with words.
https://dl.dropbox.com/u/14413662/angrynoises.wma

Ok this was my totes sterling effort at Supes' one.

It's mumbly, but I'm a mighty mumbly person myself.

https://accent.gmu.edu/ has a text that's apparently really good for soundoffs like we're doing?

Here is my totally not mumbly attempt at Supe's raven bit. Stumbled a bit on the Plutonian shore part, for some reason.

This might just be my poetry reading voice, but I figured I'd give it a whirl.

I'm picturing you as some sort of intellectual chimera right now, Agent.

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Spoilerwe don't have a dream thread and I'm too tired to make one right now so so don't mind this spoiler if you're wanting to get back to the very interesting and sexy topic of "how do we sound"?

I basically woke up in terror at the nightmare thought of discovering that Oroborites (Godbot's gradual massacre character - an ever evolving swarm of self sufficient mandibled insects) had gained the ability to burrow into someone's spine and take control of them.

In the dream I was reading an article about an excavation site and some natural features, but in those pictures of what were supposedly remote areas, there were random people scattered about, all walking towards some destination but not really acknowledging one another. That article was followed by another which talke mostly about the harmlessness of a new insect-type pet, filled with ways to care for them and touting their friendliness. The tone of the article, however, was one of someone trying desperately to warn the reader of something while being forced to write something else. Like the small creature controlling the author hadn't picked up on the finer points and insinuations of written communication. There was one point where the article read: "this is the most important fact about the [pets name]" and that sentence was immediately followed by some in-browser text entry box whose default text read: "She died on [date]". But the article continued as if it was unaware that form was there.

Realizing the implications I started my in-dream freak out. I was convinced there was something trying to get to my precious spine and I ran through my house trying to turn on all of the lights. None of them worked. People and friends who had been visiting started to file out of the house, dismissing my fears and ignoring my pleas. Eventually I ran outside where I was frantically looking in all directions trying to stop whatever flying creature was trying to perch on my vertebrae. I struggled for a moment before I realized I was still in bed, I hadn't fled, and I was still in danger.

Eventually the dream-terror faded and I pulled out my phone, checked to see what the heck that little grand battle bug I had seen so many avatar pictures of actually was, was relieved to find out it only consumed and murdered things brutally and did not spine-burrow. And I hopped on to share it with you guys.

Anyway, that is all. We need a dream thread.

Oh derp, forgot to mute tracks.

/me goes to rerecord.

**proper version (I was going to do one for various accents but it turns out I only have one reading voice I am happy with)**



**As Requested By Ed**

Yeah, I gave this a shot. Poetry reading voice ahoy.

https://vocaroo.com/i/s0wUGswRRuF0

Okay

https://vocaroo.com/i/s0FLfC3vD59a

doop!

Here's the spanish version in case you wanted to know how i sound in my native language?!?



I double dare you giving this one a try.

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SpoilerEntonces, este pájaro de ébano
cambió mis tristes fantasías en una sonrisa
con el grave y severo decoro
del aspecto de que se revestía.
“Aun con tu cresta cercenada y mocha —le dije—,
no serás un cobarde,
hórrido cuervo vetusto y amenazador.
Evadido de la ribera nocturna.
¡Dime cuál es tu nombre en la ribera de la Noche Plutónica!”
Y el Cuervo dijo: “Nunca más.”

I guess I should probably do One of these too

I breathe pretty loudly, don't I

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SpoilerAnd here I am butchering your language Ed