Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5726563-20131102172324/@comment-11245963-20140124014435

Woken up suddenly by the additional commotion, Wallace recluctantly rose out of his patio chair, groaning as he stretched and pulled the earbuds out.

Somewhat annoyed by the racket, he climbed off of the white and blue chair and stumbled up to his hotel room, where he spent a good deal of time rummaging through his pockets for a room key. Eventually, he found it, after a bout of good digging, and swiped it three times in the machine, until it finally registered the key and unlocked for him.

The room inside looked as it did just before he had left it, and he promptly started for the balcony door, grabbing his grenade launcher and a handful of random grenades on his way out.

He exited the balcony door and saw a good view of the action, as well as a fantastic view. He pulled a table up to the railing and placed his weaponry on it, leaning forwards onto the rail to shout.

"Heyay!" he said, in the direction of the action, "I see you guys are having fun!"

He paused for a second to grab his grenade launcher, gripped it properly (finger off the trigger!), and raised it up for them to see it.

"Mind if I make your game a bit more interesting?"