This is a page with all of the Narrator's mumbling audio clips available in The Stanley Parable Helpful Development Showcase.
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| The Narrator
It's these kids again, all's up and around, all's talking about is these carpets salesmen, snake oil slingers. It's bloody Game of Thrones season eight all over again and I'm not even- like, I'm just not! It just didn't make any sense! |
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| The Narrator
Actually, just let me. Just let me adjust this, just let! Oh, okay. I think I'm probably about to shoot myself in the foot here by saying this, but I'm not the only one who- who, mm- mm. [Sigh] No one cares, no one listens. It's all MP3 players and Pokémon, at least it was. And then 2005 came along and changed the calendar, bloody rigamarole that was, and a permanent stain on my reputation to boot. I never told her about the stolen biro, though. Kept that one quiet, and why wouldn't I in this economy? I am sat here trying to work my magic, but it's these kids... |
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| The Narrator
Call that a switcheroo, I'm telling you. Another incident like this and I'm calling environmental protection. It's the hubris, that's what gets me. Irresponsible, disrespectful, thankful though, I'll give 'em that! Thankfully they are thankful, and that makes me thankful, I suppose. Cyclical gratitude, like a van on a ring road, like a moped-hopper on a fountain pen's nib laying waste to every dual carriageway in the midlands, that's how I view things. Of course, it all calls back to these flaming kids. It's these bloody kids, isn't it? They beget it, that's for sure, and that's how it went as far as I could see. And of course, it's the kids who are behind all the serious crime these days, you know what I mean? What about CGI Knuckles, though? People aren't talking enough about that, actually. I'm not joking, this is actually a big- this is ACTUALLY a really- |
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| The Narrator
I mean, it's a grubby job but someone's gotta do it, it's changed my perspective! I came back from that place with a new take on verbatim theatre. I don't like it, never will, it's filth! It's sorted filth. I'm getting into D&D, though. Dungeons & Dragons, not Benioff & Weiss, can't stand those pricks. I'd carve them up, put chunks of them on crackers and feed them to the biggest, most indiscriminate cheese connoisseur I could find. Drop that in your soup, go on! [Chuckles] Bloody kids. |