honkai: star rail voicetesting

[pokerap]

Hey all, you know exactly what this is: another voicetesting post! This time it's Honkai: Star Rail-flavored. Listed below are the characters I'd like to voicetest. I have prompts available for them in the comments below!

By default, I will be avoiding spoilers since it's pretty easy with most of these characters. If you want to get into backstory stuff, there likely will be spoilers, so please be aware of that. If you'd like to do spoilery threads, just let me know, and I'll mark spoilers appropriately in my comment headers.

The prompts I have are all murdergame themed, of course. Listen, murdergame settings just work really well for voicetesting for me, don't ask questions!! I am perfectly fine with other settings if none of these prompts speak to you or you'd like to do something different! I love crosscanon threads, OCs, and assumed CR so feel free to throw whatever at me!

INFORMATION:

i don't know what you expected tbh

BOOTHILLA Galaxy Ranger devoted to upholding his own brand of justice. Boothill is a cyborg with the vast majority of his body replaced; something he pretty much always manages to avoid talking about. One thing he can't avoid is his built-in swear filter that forces him to use nicer language. Well, if you call things like "muddle-fudgers" and "well fork me" nicer language. Though he is generally more chaotic good, he's perfectly fine killing anyone who stands in the way of his revenge - look out, IPC.

SAMPO KOSKIAn exceptionally shady salesman who just can't seem to keep himself out of trouble for more than five minutes, Sampo is an absolute disaster of a person. He can and will sell anything he can get his hands on, with little care for any sort of respectable business practices. If it seems like he's up to something, it's because he is - Sampo's a man with a plan, but what that plan actually is will always be a bit difficult to pin down. Just like Sampo himself! He has a tendency to go missing just when you think you actually need his help... but he won't hesitate to ask for yours!

AVENTURINEWhile he is a member of the IPC, Aventurine does things his own way. A born gambler, he greatly enjoys making bets and seeing how things turn out - and his luck has gotten him this far, so surely it won't run out any time soon. Though he may treat everyone as a friend, you'd better look out; you never know what Aventurine is truly thinking behind that smile, after all. He deeply desires his freedom and despite all the glitz and glam of his current profession... he still doesn't have it. Maybe someday things will change.

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[scammy]

SAMPO KOSKI
Age: 27 | Species: Human | Occupation: SalesmanLikes: Making money, business, using collaborating with others, causing problems on purpose, being threatened with a good time.
Dislikes: People catching onto his schemes too early, bad deals, being threatened with a bad time.
Traits: Suspicious, outgoing, relaxed, cunning.
Trivia: Sampo can walk on snow without leaving footsteps!

arrival;

[Hmm. So. This isn't where Sampo's supposed to be. That should probably be more concerning than it is, but his real concern is with his belongings - his knives are gone, but more importantly, so are his credits??? How is he supposed to make money here if he has no starting funds???

Momentary despair over, Sampo grabs the device that serves as both a room key and a repository of information and flicks through it as he leaves his room. While the room was decently nice - a comfortable bed, a small closet, a simple trunk, desk, and chair as well as a full-length mirror - it pales in comparison to the hallway. Decked out in marble floors, towering ceilings, and way too much lavish décor, the place looks like it costs a pretty penny. Sampo whistles to himself as he looks around, obviously impressed.

Of course, he does return to his device - and pulls up your profile when you exit your room.]

Heya! I'm gonna go out on a limb here and guess that you're just as lost and confused as I am. Am I right?

[His tone is conversational, his expression relaxed despite the circumstances, and his eyes dart over your profile information curiously before returning to your face.]

exploration;

[So the weird thing about this place is that it really does seem to belong to some rich person - the Benefactor, or whatever. But the rooms don't really... match. While there's a fancy dining hall, the kitchen contains plenty of modern devices compared to the lower tech of the rest of the manor. There's also an arcade right across from your very standard library, so. It's a little weird.

There's also the front door... which is barred by a heavy bulkhead that no one here will be able to move. So that certainly does make it seem like there's no escape and they'll have to kill someone and get away with it if they want to go home or whatever. That's not Sampo's primary concern! No, instead he's gathered a few strange coins he found in the arcade and he's currently busy shoving them in the weirdly ominous vending machine that sits alone in an empty room.]

C'mon, let lady luck favor Sampo...!

[Lady luck is not favoring him. A coconut pops out of the vending machine - literally pops, as it hits Sampo directly in the forehead, knocking him over and bouncing away harmlessly. The coconut doesn't even open. Truly this is the most grievous of crimes.]

whodunnit;

[It was only a matter of time, really. After all, everyone seems to have important things to get back to, and staying put here under someone else's thumb for seemingly no reason isn't sitting well with anyone. So when Friday dawns and people start filtering out of their rooms, Sampo greets you, his unfortunate neighbor.]

Good morning! You sleep well last night?

[...This idle small talk would probably be fine on any other morning, but there's a small blood trail leading off in the direction of the arcade and library...???]

challenge;

[Instead of a motive this week, we've been given a challenge. It sounds simple enough - go through some rounds of speed dating, and then choose a partner to attend the "ball" being held on Thursday night. Fail to get a partner, and you will be stuck in your room for the next week, unable to leave. Fail to make your partner happy on your "date", and you'll suffer the same fate. This is especially cruel given that there are an odd number of us, so someone's getting sent to their room no matter what.

Sampo Koski is not going to back down from a challenge, and he certainly isn't going to be confined to his room like a naughty child. He's gotten away with many crimes and will continue to be a thorn in everyone's sides for as long as possible, so this simply won't do! Plus, he'd probably end up dying of boredom if he was trapped in his room, so clearly it isn't an option.

So during speed dating, he'll wave a hand as you join him at his table.]

Good to see you, old pal! [are you guys even friends??] I figure you probably know enough about me, so there's no real reason to discuss things further, is there? Might as well cut to the chase; it'll work better for us to enter a partnership for this little "challenge", wouldn't it? You scratch my back, I scratch yours. Both of us escape without being confined to our rooms! What do you say?

[Alternatively... perhaps you were somehow conned into being Sampo's date for the ball. Or maybe you willingly said yes?? Why would you do this to yourself. Regardless, we've been provided with fancy clothes and masks for a "masquerade"... which is pretty pointless when we have to have dates?? Well, whatever, Sampo certainly doesn't mind dressing up.

He actually looks rather nice in a suit, although his hair is still as (stylized) messy as usual and the mask only covers his eyes and not his obnoxious grin.]

Well, well! Aren't you dashing? Come on, Sampo's gonna make your night~

[...Given the teasing tone, it's meant as a joke, but did he have to word it like that...]

whodunnit

[paytron]

[ What's up, neighbor. Aalto's spoken to Sampo a handful of times by now, and he's not fooled by the clownery his neighbor's gotten up to, if only because he understands it on some level, himself. There's more to the guy than he lets on, Aalto's determined, and if he has to play house for a bit to figure out what that is, that's fine with him.

He raises a hand in greeting. ]

Good morning! Why, yes, I got plenty of sleep-

[ Then, the scent of blood hits, and Aalto spots the the trail. His eyes dart to it. His smile turns wry, and his eyes narrow. ]

and it looks like someone else got a good night's rest, too.

[scammy]

[who thought it'd be a good idea to put their rooms next to each other, good luck to everyone around them tbh

Sampo's eyes follow Aalto's, though he doesn't look particularly surprised or upset by the trail of blood. Just as expected, really, even if it did take a little longer than Sampo would have assumed.]

You have quite a terrible sense of humor, don't you?

[...never mind that he's struggling not to grin, okay.]

Seems as though some of our friends aren't taking this all that well, so how's about you and I go take a little look-see?

[The blood trail has been noticed by those around them, and there's already a cacophony of noise from disbelief to anger to anguish. This isn't exactly the best place for a casual talk about murder. So let's go find a body!!]

[paytron]

[ Aalto isn't here to mock someone's death -- he's not pleased at all, actually -- but hey, someone's gotta "stay strong" here, and yeah, the others don't seem to be taking it well at all. He's quick to agree to Sampo's suggestion. ]

Well, someone's gotta take a look. Let's go.

[ The smile on his face fades, and he heads towards the blood trail, drowning out the noises around him. While Aalto hasn't seen a lot of death himself, it's also not new to him, and he's put together when he approaches the body. All he sees is an open palm peeking out from behind the corner, and when he turns it...

...Well. That sure is a body, alright, with slashes all across the torso. He glances at it, and for a second, there's a hard stare on his face as he takes everything in. By the time Sampo joins him, though, his expression mellows out into something more relaxed. It's still not very pleased, though, don't get him wrong. ]

Seems like someone was tired of playing house. Can't blame 'em, but it's a shame that this is how they went about it.