# name
Mr. Hippo (Official) TTS (Text To Speech)

# description
Keep Mr. Hippo (Official) TTS (Text To Speech) On Your Home Screen

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Hello, I'm a text to speech system. Here's an example of my voice reading this message.

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Hello, I'm a text to speech system. Here's an example of my voice reading this message.

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Play Hello, I'm a text to speech system. Here's an example of my voice reading this message.

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You know friend, people always say "oh your rambling mr hippo" but i always say "fuck you i'm not"

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You know friend, people always say "oh your rambling mr hippo" but i always say "fuck you i'm not"

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Play You know friend, people always say "oh your rambling mr hippo" but i always say "fuck you i'm not"

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You know friend, people always say "oh your rambling mister hippo" but i always say "fuck you i'm not"

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You know friend, people always say "oh your rambling mister hippo" but i always say "fuck you i'm not"

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Play You know friend, people always say "oh your rambling mister hippo" but i always say "fuck you i'm not"

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Looks like I have someone that wants to fight. well I'll fight in one condition. if you lose I'll tell you a story. if you don't then I will leave you alone. and let you beat my challenge

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Looks like I have someone that wants to fight. well I'll fight in one condition. if you lose I'll tell you a story. if you don't then I will leave you alone. and let you beat my challenge

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Play Looks like I have someone that wants to fight. well I'll fight in one condition. if you lose I'll tell you a story. if you don't then I will leave you alone. and let you beat my challenge

# shortcuts[].name
Ah... so that’s how it ends, is it? Rather sudden, all things considered. Orville would probably insist there was a “failure in spatial awareness,” or something equally tidy and unhelpful. He always liked tidy explanations. But me? I tend to think moments like this are a bit less... structured. More like a story that forgot to warn you it was approaching its final page. One moment you’re doing quite well, the next you’re part of the scenery of your own mistake. Happens more often than...

# shortcuts[].short_name
Ah... so that’s how it ends, is it? Rather sudden, all things considered. Orville would probably insist there was a “failure in spatial awareness,” or something equally tidy and unhelpful. He always liked tidy explanations. But me? I tend to think moments like this are a bit less... structured. More like a story that forgot to warn you it was approaching its final page. One moment you’re doing quite well, the next you’re part of the scenery of your own mistake. Happens more often than...

# shortcuts[].description
Play Ah... so that’s how it ends, is it? Rather sudden, all things considered. Orville would probably insist there was a “failure in spatial awareness,” or something equally tidy and unhelpful. He always liked tidy explanations. But me? I tend to think moments like this are a bit less... structured. More like a story that forgot to warn you it was approaching its final page. One moment you’re doing quite well, the next you’re part of the scenery of your own mistake. Happens more often than...

# shortcuts[].name
So, you were the one who ended my existence. And you know, I’ve been thinking about that. Not in a bitter way, of course. I don’t really do bitter. More like... reflective. Like when you’re staring at a pond and realize the pond has probably seen better days. Anyway, I don’t think you needed to do that. Whatever “that” even was. I was just sitting there, talking about a different story where a hippo once tried to build a chair out of very questionable materials. It didn’t go well. Chairs...

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So, you were the one who ended my existence. And you know, I’ve been thinking about that. Not in a bitter way, of course. I don’t really do bitter. More like... reflective. Like when you’re staring at a pond and realize the pond has probably seen better days. Anyway, I don’t think you needed to do that. Whatever “that” even was. I was just sitting there, talking about a different story where a hippo once tried to build a chair out of very questionable materials. It didn’t go well. Chairs...

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Play So, you were the one who ended my existence. And you know, I’ve been thinking about that. Not in a bitter way, of course. I don’t really do bitter. More like... reflective. Like when you’re staring at a pond and realize the pond has probably seen better days. Anyway, I don’t think you needed to do that. Whatever “that” even was. I was just sitting there, talking about a different story where a hippo once tried to build a chair out of very questionable materials. It didn’t go well. Chairs...

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Oh hello again, my friend. Funny running into you like this... or what’s left of the moment, anyway. I remember how it ended. Not with drama, not with thunder—just a very simple stop, like a sentence deciding it didn’t feel like continuing anymore. Quiet, really. Almost polite. After that, I just stood there for a bit. I do that sometimes. Not because I’m waiting for anything in particular, but because silence has a way of finishing thoughts for you if you let it. I thought about stories....

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Oh hello again, my friend. Funny running into you like this... or what’s left of the moment, anyway. I remember how it ended. Not with drama, not with thunder—just a very simple stop, like a sentence deciding it didn’t feel like continuing anymore. Quiet, really. Almost polite. After that, I just stood there for a bit. I do that sometimes. Not because I’m waiting for anything in particular, but because silence has a way of finishing thoughts for you if you let it. I thought about stories....

# shortcuts[].description
Play Oh hello again, my friend. Funny running into you like this... or what’s left of the moment, anyway. I remember how it ended. Not with drama, not with thunder—just a very simple stop, like a sentence deciding it didn’t feel like continuing anymore. Quiet, really. Almost polite. After that, I just stood there for a bit. I do that sometimes. Not because I’m waiting for anything in particular, but because silence has a way of finishing thoughts for you if you let it. I thought about stories....

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Oh, there you are again... or what’s left of the moment you were in. I was just thinking about my friend Orville. He never liked the way I tell stories. Said I wander too much. Said a story should get somewhere. I told him it does get somewhere—it just enjoys the journey a little too much to rush. He was there after everything stopped. Standing very still, like if he moved too quickly the moment might notice him and start up again. Orville always hated quiet. Not feared it exactly... just...

# shortcuts[].short_name
Oh, there you are again... or what’s left of the moment you were in. I was just thinking about my friend Orville. He never liked the way I tell stories. Said I wander too much. Said a story should get somewhere. I told him it does get somewhere—it just enjoys the journey a little too much to rush. He was there after everything stopped. Standing very still, like if he moved too quickly the moment might notice him and start up again. Orville always hated quiet. Not feared it exactly... just...

# shortcuts[].description
Play Oh, there you are again... or what’s left of the moment you were in. I was just thinking about my friend Orville. He never liked the way I tell stories. Said I wander too much. Said a story should get somewhere. I told him it does get somewhere—it just enjoys the journey a little too much to rush. He was there after everything stopped. Standing very still, like if he moved too quickly the moment might notice him and start up again. Orville always hated quiet. Not feared it exactly... just...