The Prince is a 10 but...
The Freaky Prince
Lifting the words off the page and giving your imagination a voice. In every project,
Jacob brings care and thoughtfulness to the roles he plays and his own brand of imaginative charm behind
the scenes. With his natural British accent every project from narration to commercials to whatever you need is delivered with sincerity.
Enhance your work with a performance that enthralls, captivates and connects.
As a versatile actor and emotive human being, Jacob brings depth to your characters of all shapes and sizes. Trustworthy narrators,
innocent heroes, and fantastical villains.
For Jacob, your script is another opportunity to tell a story, whether it be of bold knights, a far flung future, or the friend next door
telling you how to chop a carrot. As lover of storytelling Jacob is well versed in its many forms: Animation, video games, fantasy
and tabletop RPGs all made more real with his voice behind them.
Here are links to some of Jacob's favourite projects he's been involved with.
The Prince is a 10 but...
The Freaky Prince
Tell it Slant
Narrator
Other Spheres
Callisto (Male)
Screen adaptation of «Passerine»
Wilbur
Here is my current set of demos with more to come in the future. Feel free to have a listen.
Jacob got started with voice acting audio roleplays on Youtube. Listen to him perform a wide range of characters and hear his growth since his first project.
After weeks of annoying your friend you have finally made him cave and include you in his hobby. He’s agreed to teach you as long as you follow his rules strictly and do exactly what he says. So as he said you went to the hardware store to pick up supplies. It was a really long list and you think you got everything though you can be forgetful sometimes. It can’t be that important because he's always too particular about his instructions. Besides, what could go wrong? Necromancy can’t be that hard… Right?
A few weeks have passed since Juian lost his job. It’s undeniably hit him hard and it’s difficult for you to see someone you care about like this. You’ve been picking up extra shifts to compensate which also leaves you out of the apartment when you really want to be taking care of Julian. Everyday he’s online for hours applying for jobs but unfortunately he hasn’t gotten an interview yet. No time to dwell on that now. It’s time for work and recently you have been making friends with the rest of your coworkers. You're sharing a shift today with 2 other servers Sydney and Ryan. Even at work your mind is always elsewhere. You just want everything to go back to how it was. But frankly, that’s probably not possible. Ever since that night when Julian broke down you haven’t quite been able to see him the same. You’re not sure why.
The disappearances of individuals experiencing heartbreak have started to become more frequent, with rumors around town calling it the work of a monster who takes the shape of their loved ones to steal their hearts. Having recently lost your long-time crush to someone else, you're not too surprised when someone claiming to be your crush invites you to the outskirts of town to discuss some relationship issues they've been having. But finding someone else to share your heart with might not be such a bad idea.
The speaker is a witch who recently lost their old familiar, working on summoning a demon for a special task. But everyone should know by now.. Summoning A Demon, Never, Goes, Well.
Things have been good. After recovering from your illness things have settled down. Frankly, while things have been busy you enjoy the routine. You’ve made some friends at work and things could certainly be substantially worse. One morning you have just finished getting ready for work. You have a full shift today and need to be in early. As you are getting ready to leave you notice Julian’s work clothes still left out and his work bag still by the door. Strange he should be heading out soon himself. Your ears perk up hearing from his room the tail end of a conversation. From the sounds of it something is wrong. At a guess it sounds like his boss is complaining about him. But that wouldn’t happen. Julian is a good person… Isn’t he?
With the arrival of fall, you suddenly get sick. Luckily, you have your lovely partner to take care of you! Today, they cook up a nice soup to bring you some warm, comforting sustenance.
A busy day demands caffeine and your day is definitely busy. So of course you head to your favorite coffee shop for your favorite drink and of course to say hi to the cute barista who always seems happy to see you.
You are a borrower living in the home of a lone human. A few months ago he discovered you, and while you’ve been playing friendly in order to stay safe, he’s annoyed you to no end. No matter what you’re doing, that human always seems to force his help on you. And so, you’ve decided to avoid interactions whenever possible. And for the past few weeks, it’s been working fantastic! He’s never stopped you for a conversation or tried to help you since. Tonight you left your safe haven for another food run, but the human is asleep on the kitchen table. So you need to move extra quietly in order to not wake him up…
You rescued a rare magical creature a while back, and you've done everything you can to care for them. But their health has taken a turn, and you've taken them in to try and find a way to fix whatever's wrong with them.
Move in day has finally arrived for you and your partner, After hours of planning, stressing and work you have finally set yourself up in your new home. Whilst things are still a little unrefined (you still need to buy a fair amount of furniture) you have both retired for the evening to the mattress on the floor in your bedroom. As the world moves on around you, your partner by your side starts whispering to you how happy he is to be with you taking the next step of your lives together.
Weeks have passed since you have gotten your job at sit stay sip and you have been giving it everything you have got. You’ve studied the menu, shadowed other servers (all very lovely people) and have really been pulling your weight as a member of the team. Quite frankly you have never been happier. Things have settled into a routine now, Julian is still working really hard but now you can help with bills and food a weight has definitely been lifted off him which has brought you some genuine joy. One morning, you wake up and start getting ready for your shift. The problem is, you don’t feel good. Your nose is clogged, your throat is hoarse and your head hurts. It’s hot and cold and your walk is a little wobbly. Regardless, you need to get to work. You hop in the shower and decide to skip breakfast as your stomach is feeling pretty rough. It’s not that bad you can just power through the rest of the day, right?
On your way back from the shops you see, nestled behind a set of bins, a small adorable little cat. The poor baby was shaking and so seeing no collar you wrapped them up and brought them home. Immediately the little cat bonded to you becoming incredibly affectionate especially after a tin of tuna. A quick bath later and the new addition to your flat was home and cozy. After a day of adorable bonding you find yourself half asleep in your room before you remember. You were supposed to do the dishes. Poop your perpetually annoyed roommate is going to be even more peeved when he finds you forgot to do the dishes. Oh no. You forgot about your roommate. He could definitely be a cat person… Right?
The interview has been arranged for today and you are very nervous. Chester had called in to his friend Michael, owner of the hybrid cafe Sit sip stay, and recommended you for the server job he had available. This is the only lead you have so far in regards to work. Julian has been putting extra hours at his work and it’s definitely taken its toll. He wasn’t particularly relaxed at the best of times but the last day or so he has been very stressed regarding your employment. Though he does his best not to show it. You have to get this job, you can’t stand idly by as the person who saved you is now slowly succumbing to his awful job. You’ve done all the preparations you can and now standing just outside the cafe, Julian turns with some final words of encouragement. You’ve got this… Right?
Valentine’s day rolls around and once again - you’re single. The dating life hasn’t been great for a while and this year in particular it's been pretty demotivating. So whilst everyone else celebrated this day of love with their romantic interests. You’re alone in your home softly crying over a microwaved meal. This sucks. That is until you hear the doorbell followed by the easily recognised sound of your friend’s voice yelling. What’s he doing here? He must have something better to do today… right?
When you were a child your beloved pet dog biscuit unfortunately fell severely ill and as you sat with them at the bottom of the garden saying you would do anything to keep Biscuit you heard a whisper from behind you and from nowhere appeared the fairy. You can’t quite remember the conversation you had but they promised that in return for something Biscuit would be restored to perfect health. A strange conjuration from your overactive imagination that ,as years passed, you forgot about. Until one night when you were lying in your bed doing your best to avoid people, you felt a presence you had not felt in a long time. Unknown yet still familiar. Who could it possibly be?
It has been a bit of a week for you. The days have been tough and long but now you finally have some time off to relax. You head to bed nice and early, collapsing into it exhausted. Your eyes close. Perfect, you can’t sleep. After trying every trick in the book you head to the living room and try lying on the sofa instead in the vain hope that a change in scenery works. At this point, now well into the night, you hear your particularly frustrated roommate open the door to grab a drink from the kitchen. You say a quick hi and try your best to sleep. After a bit of conversation he begins ranting about this game he has been playing. It can’t take that long for him to finish… Right?
After a less than favourable encounter near the coast leaves you bleeding and in pain, you trudge across the coastline looking for a healer rumored to live nearby. If you don’t find him (or he isn’t real) you might just be done for. Time passes and evening turns to night and before you give up hope you see a house with lit windows against the twilight. Weak and dizzy, you manage to reach the door and urgently knock hoping the person who answers will be the healer. The wounds can’t be that bad right?
The holidays this year have been especially lonely for you. Craving some social interaction you find out about a party being thrown with some acquaintances and decide to drop by. Even though you’re out of your depth you hope some alcohol will be able to give you the confidence to talk to someone or to make yourself vulnerable enough for someone to talk to you, regardless of intention. So you drink, and drink, and drink. Then you can’t remember much after that. Now you’ve woken up on someone else's sofa, in someone else's home. Overhearing someone humming from the kitchen you nervously get up to see what’s going on. Whoever it is can’t be that bad, right?...
Your village lies beneath the shadow of the Splintercrest mountains, and a cruel tyrant overlord. A dragon, said to be older than fire itself has made its lair within the mountains and has called for the surrounding villages to offer tribute to ensure the village remains safe from his wrath. This agreement has plagued the villages of the valley for centuries and this season panic struck the village as not enough funds were salvaged for the tribute. You had suggested the village elders sell their old heirlooms or dip into the wealth of their forefathers. This was not well received by the elders and it was decided that you were to deliver what little coinage you had to offer, and yourself in place of the missing payment for the dragon to devour or enslave. Each step you trod brought you closer to your doom and as much as you wished to flee - doing so would only bring the full wrath of the dragon down upon the people you care about. As the sun sank out of sight, you reached the dragon’s cave. This is the end… Isn’t it?
You set out on horseback earlier in the day with an urgent mission. Something that could not wait for better weather. This morning the skies opened up and a harsh storm began to blow over the West road upon which you are travelling. Still you rode on into the night. Now you and your horse are cold and exhausted. In the dead of night your horse limply trots down the muddy road and you pray for some form of shelter soon before the nighttime cold truly sets in. The journey has been long and hard. You need rest. Then up the road you see to the side a wooden building with lights lit up. Lanterns dot the outside illuminating a sign above the door reading “The Lit Lamp”. It’s an inn. You ride your horse near the covered barn area and pray someone is inside and would let you stay the evening. As you secure your mount you begin to hear the soft singing from someone inside and the smell of stew wafts over you. Could this place really have everything you need tonight?
Over the last week you have had the misfortune to discover that your home is haunted. A ghostly figure has been appearing at night, knocking over mugs, writing threatening messages on the walls, and causing some particularly costly damage to the toilet. It’s strange because you’ve lived here a while and haven’t had any issues like this before. Nevertheless, you can’t live like this anymore and you just so happened to find a flyer for the “Phantom Fixers” a group of professional ghost exterminators. You gave them a quick call and explained the situation and they agreed to send a professional “Phantom Fixer” to your home. Hopefully you can get this all sorter, these guys are professionals… Right?
For the first time in a long while you were able to have a good night’s rest. Yesterday, what felt like an age of being homeless and stray on the streets, a kind stranger approached you and offered to help. Julian (as he would later introduce himself) took you to get some food and showed compassion you hadn’t seen in a long time. He made you feel like a real person again after so long. Whilst discussing what to do in the long term you managed to convince him to let you stay at his place for the evening. As he said it wasn’t the nicest apartment but it was leagues better than being out in the rain. After a hot shower and some gifted old clothes you went to bed, only to be awoken by the thunder outside. Scared and unable to sleep you went to the tiny living room and crawled under the blanket with Julian. Protesting at first, he eventually let you sleep on the sofa with him so you could feel safe. In the morning, he treated you to some breakfast and you two began your day shopping for some clothes for you. During this time Julian was able to make an appointment with his stylist friend who should be able to help you out with some of the matting in your fur. Though, something seems to be troubling Julian. He’s quite reserved and there’s an energy to him you can’t help but feel a little sympathy for. What is the story with your new friend, and can his old friend be as trustworthy as he says? Someone so kind couldn’t be a bad person… Could he?
It’s been a few months since you became homeless. Life’s been hard and lonely. As a neko on the streets you’ve been scared that people might try to haul you off to some animal shelter to be adopted by people wanting a new pet. But past experiences have you trying your hardest to avoid that. That’s not the life you want to live. So far things have been bad, but at the very least the weather has been okay. A warm dry summer left sleeping rough easier than you would have thought. Unfortunately, your luck seems to have run out on that front. Earlier today the clouds opened up a terrible storm and the temperature has been dropping. Now in the evening you find yourself huddled under some bins trying to keep as dry and warm as you can. You’re hungry, cold, wet, and scared. As the storm rages on into the night, you hear the sound of footsteps coming down the streets well as some particularly unhappy grumbles. Your tail catches on some loose rubbish knocking them to the ground. He turns, “Hello… Is anyone there?” he calls out. You decide it’s best to hide, he can’t be good news… Can he?
It’s been 5 days, 4 hours, 41 minutes and 32 seconds since you last saw your true love. Despite all of your attempts to convince him that he actually did love you (he does) he still gave you over to your creepy stalker Jason. Upon arrival you were led to a lavish room where Jason confessed his undying love to you. The problem is your heart belongs to another and surely your one true love would be returning to rescue you. But, how would he find you? Obviously the best way to get your true love to you would be to get him kidnapped as well. You began to enact your master plan, each time Jason spoke to you, you constantly reminded him that your sweetheart would soon arrive to rescue you. It clearly took its toll on Jason as you were moved to a more secure (less pleasant) cell under the house and he began to grow more and more agitated. He’s about to snap. Just now, you hear someone coming down the corridor to your cell. It must be your darling who comes to rescue you… Right?
For the longest time you have been completely, head over heels in love with Lewis. He’s strong, kind, handsome, and everything else you want in a partner. He’s perfect. You’ve never been confident enough to make a move on him so you’ve been watching him from the shadows waiting until you can finally muster up the courage to ask him out (or knock him out and drag him to your basement). Recently you have been overjoyed, as you noticed that Lewis has been following you as well. He must be preparing to make his move. You’ve been recording his stalking attempts to add to your collection of pictures and video. He’s not very good at it, but he’s just so cute when he tries. One day when walking home at night you hear his unmistakable footsteps and feel a needle sink into your neck. Before everything goes dark you think to yourself, it was finally time for you two to begin your life together… Right?
You, a young inexperienced adventurer, entered the town of Dawnpond with a nearly empty coin purse. Asking around for odd jobs to scrounge together enough coppers for a decent meal you are directed to the town mayor. He wasn’t a particularly pleasant man (politely putting it) however, he mentioned that recently a practitioner of dark magics had trespassed into a ruined elven crypt a few hours away from town. A Necromancer. After dropping a rather hefty sack of coins onto the table, he requested that you delve into the tomb and “deal with him and whatever foul creatures may lurk within the tomb”. You were uncertain, but that money would keep you fed and housed for weeks. Supplies were gathered with the eager support of the townsfolk who had grown fearful of the possible threat of dark magics, then you set off for the tomb. When you arrived, you delved into the tomb meeting surprisingly little resistance. That is until you stumble across an antechamber with the sounds of a muttering individual. It must be the necromancer. You begin to sneak in to end this ordeal with one swift blow to the back of the head. He looks gaunt, pale and tired. That money was as good as yours… Right?
A couple of months ago your life changed forever. A chance encounter or an event weaved by the hands of fate has now left you with magical powers and a responsibility to protect the world from the evil forces that rally against it. Despite the odds, you have been able to keep things under control. Your new life as a magical defender has now left you more tired than before but it hasn’t encroached on your personal life too much. Everything is fine, or at least almost everything. With the responsibilities of a hero and your own life, your relationships have suffered. Specifically, your relationship with your best friend who it feels like you haven’t seen in ages. After much deliberation you had decided to share your secret with them just so you wouldn’t have to keep lying to them. Finally you had found the time to hang out, everything was planned and the day came. Unfortunately, luck conspired against you and your best friend was put in danger 3 times meaning you had to save them, ruining your hangout. Defeated, you headed home. Maybe you were wrong about telling him. This life is dangerous and you don’t want to see him hurt. He’s already a little dim and careless at the best of times. Your train of exhausted worry is broken by a text. From him. He wants to come over. Feeling bad for missing the hangout, you agree to let him come over. Though there is a thought gnawing at the back of your mind. Could he have figured out your secret?
In order to negotiate a new trade treaty between your home country and the nation of Derevel, the king has decided it best to bring his family and guard to treat with the leaders of this rival nation. You were one of the few chosen knights to accompany the king and his cohort and to guard them with your life. Upon arrival the company was assigned a large manor house in which to live and conduct negotiations.Fortunately, things have been going well. Unfortunately, the guests to this foreign land include the youngest prince of the realm. You haven’t interacted with him much, even though you have spoken to his many other siblings frequently. From hearing gossip within the guard house, however, you hear that he is a spoiled brat who is rather unpleasant to be around and suffers from a nasty rebellious streak. Many a day you have seen a knight outright reject their duty to keep him safe and request transfer to another role within the king's guard. This morning, you received direct orders from his majesty that you are to be the prince’s new guard and to stay by his side at all times (as well as a few other stranger stipulations). Regardless of your own feelings, you have your duty. He can’t be that bad right?
It was meant to be a happy day. A Wedding between a happy couple, a fun party with the allegiance of good, and an evening with your favourite boss. But the day just went from bad to worse, awkward conversation turned to assault by the boss’ nemesis Captain Cricket. One bloody nose and a heart to heart later, you both headed out of the bathroom to find your worst fears have come true. One of the most dangerous individuals on the planet has invaded the reception and you arrive with your boss to see all of the heroes incapacitated. Worst of all, the perpetrator is the man who you rejected, and threatened you in return. Elwood Rowe has come to fulfil his promise.
It's been a busy few weeks but, after much preparation, the wedding of Melinda and Gigantor has finally arrived. Your boss has been busy helping planning the wedding so less time has been devoted to his latest evil scheme (the apathy virus). That's not what you're worried about though, your encounter with the notorious supervillain Elwood Rowe has left you shaken to say the least. As well as with a few uncomfortable doubts about your current career choices. But that's not a today problem. Today your job is to make sure the boss doesn't do anything too stupid, especially when surrounded by heroes. With all these thoughts running through your mind you realise you're a little late getting ready. Hopefully that's the worst thing that happens today… Right?
When you asked about the burned down building on the outskirts of the village your curiosity peaked. Several months ago the house burned down killing the owner of the home and her close friend. The village folk didn’t seem too happy to talk about it as the area had an unnatural air to it and most avoided it completely. As a new (self titled) occult investigator you decide to do the village a service and investigate. Scouring the rubble you found what looked like a passage leading downwards, the remains of a staircase to the cellar seemingly unexplored after the fire. Kicking up a cloud of dust and ash you head down finding a small doorway and to your disbelief, sat upon a small chunk of timber, a young man surrounded by the ruins. A chill runs down your spine as what appeared at first to be pale white skin is actually the translucent apparition of some spirit. Though from the looks of it he hasn’t noticed you yet. He can’t be that dangerous… Right?
After recovering from his illness your boss has been working with renewed confidence and vigor. Progress on what is now under the code name of “the apathy virus” has continued and has been yielding promising results. In fact, you have been struggling a little to keep up with him and during a late-night shift analyzing data samples you may have fallen asleep at your computer. Early in the morning you awake to him softly humming a song in the break room. He is busy tidying up, beaming a grin across his face. The sun is shining, the birds are singing. Nothing could possibly go wrong today. Right?
After arriving in a small village with your merchant caravan you take a walk through the nearby forest to clear your head. You are beginning to grow weary of the life of a traveling merchant and take some time to think on your life and where you wish to go. Suddenly, a strangely dressed and oddly mannered man says hello to you. He catches you by surprise and tries to strike up a conversation.
After a good meal and night of rest you emerge from the inn waiting for your new friend and traveling companion Cenrick. You had spent last evening discussing your life story as he eagerly listened taking notes for his book before you offered to escort him to Capital to continue his research. Whilst hesitant at first, he eventually came around to the idea and agreed to travel with you. Now you stand with your possessions slung across your back waiting for the young scribe hoping that he had not lost his nerve overnight before you hear fast footfall on the road behind you.
You are busy lounging on your sofa surrounded by the Halloween decorations you have been meaning to take down when a sudden flash of light blinds you for a moment. Before you stands a figure dressed in white robes wreathed in glowing light. Two white feathered wings sprout from his back and, somehow more curiously, a golden halo sits atop his head.
Wandering the ruins of an ancient tower said to have housed a terrible evil wizard you find a secret tunnel. Seemingly untouched for centuries you swallow your fear and press forwards. A dark tunnel leads you to what seems like a laboratory or library with a curious humanoid made of strange materials organizing a shelf.
After a brief reconnaissance mission, with a small break to gather some vitally needed supplies, you return to the laboratory to find your boss once again at work. You have been a little worried since his self-doubt episode a few days ago and this worry begins to intensify when you notice all the lights are dimmed. More worryingly he seems off colour and there is a shattered petri dish in the bin.
A simple foraging trip nearly cost you your life. Your memory is hazy as you slowly awaken in what seems to be a decently sized cave atop a pile of animal furs. You can hear the rain outside and see the campfire. Hunched over next to it is a giant almost touching the cave ceiling even when crouched. You let out a short gasp of fear and the giant slowly turns to face you, with what you can now see are kind sympathetic eyes.
You are on a scouting mission inside the black marsh surveying the area and producing a map. The forest is known for lots of small nuisances, and you think you can hear one, a goblin. They seem to be searching for something and haven't quite noticed you yet.
You wake up in the morning after another evil scheme fails spectacularly. Your boss hired you when he was just starting out as a villain, and you have helped him as best as you can to achieve his evil machinations. Unfortunately, even though he tries his best he still hasn’t quite broken out into being a mainstream villain. You enter his room and find him still asleep even though he should have been up a while ago. It seems last night's failure has really affected him.
You have taken the opportunity to break from your long journey to captial to spend the night sleeping indoors at the town's inn. Standing out from the suspicious or fearful looks of the locals is a young man who seems to think you can't hear him talking to himself behind a support beam. In spite of your better judgement, you think it might be fun to strike up a conversation.
Deemed guilty for a heinous crime by the baron and his court, you are hauled down a corridor to the deepest and most secure cell in his dungeon to await your fate. Cold, alone, and bound in chains, you curl yourself into a ball in the corner of the miserable cell and pray for any kind of salvation. Then a voice calls out from the darkness of the cell. It appears that you aren't as alone as you thought.
You aren't fully sure how long you have been walking along this deserted beach. Soft sand beneath your feet, warm sun beaming down on you, and a picturesque landscape interrupted by a lone figure lounging on the beach. He sits staring off into the ocean, considering you don't know how you got here, you approach and say hello.
You wake up for the first time in an unknown place with someone looking expectantly at you. You can't remember anything before this. You don't even know who you are.
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