#voice modulation

[crossstitchbossbitch-blog]

So I talk, like, a lot. I was speaking in full sentences before 12 months old and, as my family said, I "never shut up since".

Through my teen years I learned to emulate the voices of my favourite bands so I could sing along (The Living End, Green Day, Stray Cats, Nine Inch Nails, Reel Big Fish, The Clash, Rancid, My Chemical Romance, Mustard Plug, [Spunge], Fall Out Boy, Papa Roach, New Found Glory, Nekromantix, The Meteors, etc.), and they were all male-fronted. There were only a couple of bands or a couple of songs with female singers that I liked (props to Dance Hall Crashers, Deadline, No Doubt, The Distillers and Horrorpops).

Such was the state of popular alternative music in the 2000s.

I had a father with short man syndrome, and the way folks got respect in our family was through being the loudest and most aggressive.

I attended an all-girls grammar school and all I wanted to do was differentiate myself from the shrill catty posh girls who were quite mean to my friends and I on a daily basis. As we got a bit older and our goth-punk-emo obsessions could be let out in outfits to wear once we started going out drinking and clubbing, me and my friends were not far off this pic:

Men and boys seemed to have a lot more gravitas and commanded more respect from the general population. I joined the air cadets and discovered I had to be more monotone, macho and masculine than the boys in my squadron in order to be heard.

All this meant that I modulated my voice pitch quite low.

Now I'm going through a journey of unmasking my neurodivergent self and I am trying to be more sociable and get over myself. Cultural norms have moved on and I've matured to the point to realise that no one really gives a shit what you wear or what you look like.

Some of this means making an effort with folks at work and talking to them, but my voice is loud and low, I have trouble filtering myself so swear a bit and generally my reactions like bursting out laughing or making noises of acknowledgement are loud too.

On Friday me and my team got told to be quiet because some random woman in our open plan office wanted to concentrate. She isn't senior to us and prefaced her comments with "Can I be a bitch" which just makes it worse, because she knew she was being an asshole.

It made me super pissed and I really did have to stop myself from telling her to fuck off. I am BAD at modulating my voice pitch and volume due to my neurodiverse traits and now I'm spiralling looking at how to voice train myself to be soft and quiet and sweet and feminine so I don't get shushed again.

She was not given permission to be a bitch.

[theaffiliatemen]

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[vizthedatum]

serious question about voice volume from a traumatized, autistic person

I don't know if this has happened to other people or not. Most of my friends are autistic and/or neurodivergent so we are all somewhat aware that the modulation/volume of our voice can go up and down.

My voice is typically soft to moderate and high-pitched. I can get loud, but I think I can usually tell when I do.

I know it's happened to me and a couple of people - and we usually kindly inform the other, if there is an issue (like it's late and people are trying to sleep or something). It's never been a huge problem.

However, there's been this behavior from two of my exes (including my ex-spouse) when I've tried to advocate for myself or been passionate about a topic... they've looked really upset and told me:

"You're screaming."

It has always taken me aback because, in those moments, I've reflected and didn't intend to scream or even think I was screaming. It always leaves me confused and uncertain... and I lose my train of thought.

They don't really mention my voice going up most other times when I know I'm screaming.

It's possible that the volume of my voice did go up during those times - I don't know for sure, but I don't think so.

Later on, in reflection, I realized it was possibly a way for them to shut me up when I was saying something they didn't like... or if they were embarrassed by me in public.

Have people pointed out to you that you're screaming, and you didn't think you were?

[proudace]

I think it would be hilarious if random Gotham citizens heard snippets of Jason and Bruce’s fights

Like, someone’s just walking out a building, maybe the end of their shift or whatever, and just hears

“You want me to be a dumbass so bad! I read Jane Austin!” And the rest is muffled by wind

They look up, catch a glimpse of shiny red and the cowl’s ears, and are left wondering whether the criminal gang leader, or the personification of Gotham’s vengeance read Jane Austin in their spare time

[digitalsatyr23]

Another line of dialogue I recorded for my water elemental boss. A big inspiration for making stuff like this, honestly, was NieR. In the first playthrough of the game, you encounter enemies that speak a language you don’t understand. But on subsequent runs, their dialogue gets subtitles and you get context for what they’re saying, painting a much more tragic picture of what was going on throughout the game. I just love details like that, so even if my players think the dialogue is gobbledygook, I’m content with that. BTW, this is all of the dialogue I wrote using the Aquan cypher: 1. "Xjz jewi zua duni jisi? Miewi ni!" 2. "Ov ot pu ati. Vji huft jofi op gies." 3. "Cav vjip... Vji xusmf xomm sivasp vu xjev ov updi xet. Vjot ot... Huuf." 4. "Nusvemt, cixesi vji Qsuqjiv, gus ov tiit emm."

[bisexualvader]

Anakin/Vader: You lack conviction.

[machineheraldbabe]

24 hours from now we may have reached euphoric heights unknown to most mortal men, or a rage that belongs in the deepest circles of hell alone.

viktor better be in the trailer. i'm so serious rn.

[rooksunday]

hi okay so we’re onboard with fox and his droid buddy and all i’m saying is

there’s a universe where the kaminoans weren’t quite as confident in their product and they slid one perfect android into each dispatched division, to report back on defects in the clones in the field. to protect the IP, and all that.

the AD units don’t know what they are. why would they need to know that someone else sees through their eyes? besides, all vode know they are observed from the moment they’re decanted until the moment they die. what would one more set of eyes be, after all that?

anyway what i’m saying is that, in the coruscant guard, those eyes are thorn’s.

but the force is dark on coruscant and it does strange things to thorn’s circuitry. he gets blackouts—but many in the guard experience blackouts. he should report them—he feels strongly that he’s supposed to report them and yet—but it’s probably just the weather. the job. not getting enough fresh air or laps. that’s probably it.

then thorn is lost on scipio, and all his data is lost with him.

(by that point the kaminoans don’t bother issuing new AD units. the war has firmly cemented their galactic reputation.)

time passes. then, one day that resembles every other murky day, a knock comes at fox’s door. it’s honk!, the mouse droid that adopted fox for some absurd reason, and behind him trails—

fox stares. “that’s a b1 in a trench coat.” he jolts to his feet, drawing his blaster in the same motion, and shouts, “that’s a kriffin’ b1 in a karking trench coat! i’m going to hang widget by his toes!”

the clanker dodges the first shot, and the second, and then fox yelps as honk! tases him in the shin and—

“what in haran is going on in here?” stone demands, bullying past the crowd. he stops in the doorway to fox’s office and has to take off his helmet. “i reiterate my question more forcefully.”

fox is hopping, holding onto his shin with one hand, and waving his blaster in the face of a placid b1 droid. a droid wearing a trench coat. a droid with red wings painted on the crest of its chassis.

“honk! is a separatist! arrest these droids!” fox yells. his eyes are wide and his forehead glistens with sweat. he has, stone notes, impeccable balance.

“i’m not a separatist, sir,” the b1 says. “you said they’d never take me, anyway. remember?”

it sounds—

fox’s blaster hand is shaking. “i don’t— i don’t know what you’re— stone! shoot it!”

stone didn’t reach for his blaster. he’d get decommissioned, but he waved off the troopers crowding behind him, and he didn’t reach for his blaster.

at least the clanker would shoot him in the front. stone swallowed.

“sir, i—“

“commander—“ the clanker started.

fox barked a command, underscored with a wave of his blaster. “no!”

a flurry of beeps came from the region of fox’s ankles, loud in the standoff. honk! whirred around fox’s desk and chittered at stone. he glanced at his vambrace, then honk!, then the clank— then the droid. then fox.

fox’s hand was trembling on his blaster. he could’ve shot the droid a dozen times by then but he hadn’t. he didn’t seem able to look away from those red wings for more than seconds at a time.

stone swallowed again.

he’d been wishing for thorn to come back for a long time, and now he finally understood the warning in all those tubie tales. be careful what you wish for didn’t cover even half of it.

[squeakitties]

she got that conversion she always wanted!!

[murdrdocs]

PAT AND ART ARE SO STU AND BILLY IF THEY WERE SLASHERS. pat does the deed and art is the guy in the chair

see this is popular belief and i can see that however ... patrick is talktative. he's vulgar with his words. he's direct. you can hear the smirk in his tone. having that over the phone talking to you while you're being hunted in your own house, made to feel like enemy territory by the fear pumping through your body, is effective.

and then art's strong. he's quieter, listens to orders just as well as he can come up with them on his own. calculating when he needs to be, but just clumsy enough for classic ghostface slip-ups. he's tall, too, only made taller by the soles of his heavy black boots. hearing the thud of his shoes against your floors and the occasional breath as you stalk around corners and search for exits.

yeah idk this right here

[kaito-module-of-the-day]

Today's KAITO module of the day is:

Prayer Voice by mayuko!

[stoat-party]

Never forget the OG live action ghoul

ben eldridge my love <3

[normalbrothers]

JOHN: The head of the family ain't here.

[rebelwithoutabroom]

what if the titan is xQc

[the-valiant-valkyrie]

dude zoraxis dnd night is probably sick as fuck honestly

[digitalsatyr23]

I was experimenting with my mic and audacity because I have a boss monster in my upcoming Pathfinder game that doesn’t speak Common. I’ve always wanted to do something like this, so I found an Aquan cypher here: https://dndtopics.com/languages/aquan/ I have four lines of dialogue he speaks that all sound like this. What do you think?