Halesey, while getting pulled perilously close to the vortex, realizes a few things. Firstly, that the human mind can come up with the most interesting things as it is faced with what may or may not be certain doom. Secondly, he finds that adversity is a most wonderful motivator.
[Halesey's body roll: 2]
Thirdly, after he has hurriedly removed his precious trousers, he realizes that he has been pulled into the bloody vortex before he could properly take advantage of either of those things, plunging into potato hell right after the poor dude before him. This, he finds, does not bode well for the prospect of finding any drainpipes. He also notices that he seems to be slowly gravitating away from the vortex's mouth. And that there seems to be some sort of cookie-based pipe floating freely not too far from here.
Kat, having caught a brief glimpse of what Halesey was doing before he was pulled into potato hell, realizes that it... might not actually be a bad idea. At least, it's as good an idea as any. Better than what she's got, anyhow. It might be madness. In fact, it is madness.
But hey, sanity's something you gotta lose eventually in the magical world, right? Kat, still clutching the drainpipe, quickly removes her pants and ties them around the life-saving fixture, somewhat regretting her choice of wardrobe today. She reaches for the portal, finding that her hand barely reaches the vortex.
It is at this point that
Elizabeth, possibly led astray by her admiration of her wonderful new hat, finally arrives, only to see a giant vortex of potatoes and a half-naked Kat reaching toward it from what she can only assume is some kind of rudimentary trouser-rope.
"What the actual fuck. How. Just how."Kat looks at her suddenly, realizing a flaw in her plan. Their eyes meet. Elizabeth is initially confused, but there is something in her look, something altogether unquantifiably persuasive and extremely urgent, something that tells her that this is a brand new world.
A brand new world where she is about to remove her pants and utilize them to save what may, in due time, become her very dear friends or at the very least not entirely hated colleagues. She slips out of her trenchcoat, then aids Kat in the brave rescue attempt, which, as mentioned, involves the timely removal of her pants. She does this, then breaks into a sprint toward Kat.
[Elizabeth's body roll: 1-->2-1]
She is, however, like at least one of her colleagues, completely unprepared for the pull of the vortex, slipping on the wet ground and landing rather hard on the pavement as the potatoes pull her into their infernal grasp - as the confusion in her head clears, she finds that she is at the brink of the vortex, rather near Kat yet closer to the vortex, and getting pulled in fast. It is cold, wet and dangerous on the pavement, particularly for one without anything to cover up their lower halves.
Inside the vortex, not too far from Halesey, in fact,
Larry contemplates what to do. Clearly, there are plenty of options. However, most of them are quite terrible, so he guesses he'll just swim for the exit in the terrible tide of potatoes.
[Larry's body roll: 1-->1-1]
This proves to be a bad idea, as he is immediately swept off by the earthy things upon leaving his snug little barrier, the tubers smashing into him like a tsunami and washing him into the eldritch depths of the dimension, further from the exit than ever before. He looks around for the vortex, but finds nothing even vaguely resembling a sign of it - not even the most distant glimmer.
Truly, he is quite lost.
My god, this is quite the streak of terrible rolls building up.
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