Andrew
Hot-tempered Scot voice, loud, burred, and volatile
Hot-tempered Scot voice: Andrew
Hot-tempered Scot voice, loud, burred, and volatile
Prompt: Male voice of a hot-tempered Scotsman—loud, rapid, and thickly burred, half his words unintelligible with fury, softening instantly to warmth. The tone is fierce and rolling, trilled R's flying, going from zero to raging to laughing in seconds. There's a fiery, big-hearted volatility to it. It sounds like a voice that'll bawl you out, buy you a whisky, and declare undying friendship, all inside of a single minute.
Script: Are ye havin' a laugh? Did ye actually hack away and bile your head ye absolute walloper? I cannae believe, no, no, gimme a minute. I'm ragin', I'm pure ragin'. Right. Right. I'm calm, I'm calm noo. Deep breaths. Ach, come here ye daft wee thing. Gie's a hug. I'm no' really angry.
