Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27050484-20170421060258/@comment-27661770-20170426205727

Wadetronic walked down the dark, lonely corridor. As he went, he practiced the real ?Wade's intro, to enhance the experience for kids.

"Key guys, LordMinion777 here... ...ah, no, that didn't sound right. That sounded like a Mark impression but really quiet. Hey guys, Wade here... hey, that was better."

A low, mellow, and calm voice.

"Hey guys, Wade here with, believe it or not, a little song... yeah, yeah! That sound s good for the first da-"

Irish laughter, almost a demon's, came from behind him.

"OH BOY. Jack, you okay there? You sound like you just downed a gallon of... I don't know, Fireball, and ate a jalapeno while you were at it."

No response.

"Jack?"

Wadetronic turned around.

"Jack. Come on. You're better than this."

"jAcK iSn'T hOmE."

No need to say anything, or do anything else. Wadetronic took that as his cue to book it like Stephen King.