I played Spider Man’s Mom

Type your text to hear it in the voice of Emma Roberts. The click-clack of the keyboard echoed through the room as Emma Roberts worked diligently on fine-tuning her TTS computer AI. The soft hum of the processors filled the air, accompanied by the occasional beep and whirr as the program processed information. Each sound played a vital role in the creation of her AI, each tone symbolizing a step closer to completion. As she delved deeper into the coding, the gentle chime of notifications from her email inbox served as a brief distraction. The melodic tones of the alerts provided a moment of respite from the intense focus required for her project. Amidst the flurry of beeps and dings, Emma remained poised and determined to achieve her goal of creating a revolutionary TTS AI. The steady rhythm of her fingers tapping against the keys reverberated throughout the room, punctuating the silence with a sense of urgency. The soft whirr of the cooling fans provided a constant background hum, a reminder of the technology at work behind the scenes. Each sound was a symphony of progress, a symphony composed by Emma herself. As the final coding lines were inputted, a triumphant beep signaled the completion of her TTS AI. The sudden silence that followed was deafening, a stark contrast to the cacophony of sounds that had filled the room moments before. Emma's heart swelled with pride as she listened to the soft, robotic voice of her creation speaking for the first time. The sound of her own voice reverberating through the speakers brought a sense of awe and wonder to Emma. The AI she had worked tirelessly on now had a voice of its own, a voice that could potentially revolutionize the way we interact with technology. The symphony of sound that had accompanied her journey to this moment now felt complete, a testament to her perseverance and dedication.