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[Harry Baldman]

Halesey, a little worried about the appearance of not-so-delicate beans someplace inside his more delicate insides, tries to magically remove them.

[Halesey's affinity roll: 3]

A single indestructible bean appears in the palm of his hand, though he knows there must be more. And he must get them all.

Larry, hoping that the last time he tried this was a fluke, attempts to evoke mucus all over the gentleman restraining him again.

[Larry's affinity roll: 5+1]
[Larry's finesse roll: 1-->2]

He doesn't quite manage to swivel his head toward the man as effectively as he did before - perhaps that's just as well, as the motion was probably quite unhealthy for his spine. As such, he only manages to sneeze mightily at the floor, covering it in a brand new layer of piping hot respiratory secretions. Nobody particularly minds, though Larry does become wary of putting his face down on the ground again. Not to mention that now his binder is covered in snot as well.

Elizabeth just keeps on swankifying hats like there's no tomorrow, though, paying all the mucus no mind. She picks up some of the hats and goes about swankifying them.

[Elizabeth's affinity roll: 3+1]

The next hat comes out a little better, getting a nice-looking peacock feather jutting out of its hatband in addition to becoming generally shinier. The transformations seem to happen one at a time, though. How disappointing.

[Toaster]

Larry sighed.  Guess the old fashioned way would have to do.\


Focus on getting this dude off me.

[lawastooshort]

Damn... I... maybe I should just wait and see if they come out naturally? Or...

Displace Beans from inside of me to inside the man on Larry.

[Errol]

Assist in getting the dude off Larry. I've been there. It's not nice.

[Harry Baldman]

Larry tries to focus on getting this fool off his body before he has to submerge his face in snot. He thinks he's starting to get an idea here - it, like many good ideas Larry has, involves kicks to the groin. Repeated kicks to the groin.

While he schemes, the others assist. Halesey attempts a little bean displacement.

[Halesey's affinity roll: 2]

Sadly, he's lost track of the beans within him, wherever they may be. Presumably wreaking havoc like beans naturally tend to.

Elizabeth, who favors a direct approach this time, gets physical.

[Opposed Body rolls: Elizabeth vs. Gentleman: 3 vs. 3-1]

She grabs the man and slowly disentangles him from Larry, rolling the fellow into a nice, cozy puddle of mucus on the way. She hopes that's the end of all this sweaty, mucus-encrusted business and that they can all get back to what's important - magic!

Elizabeth and Halesey suddenly both hear something - footsteps. They're approaching slowly.

[Toaster]

Well, no sense letting them go to waste.


Unleash the focused groin-kicks!

[lawastooshort]

"Crap."

Halesey motions almost silently to Elizabeth.

"Know what that probably means? One of three things, and potato hell is the only answer I got to the lot of 'em..."

Draw in the power of the leyline and focus it into shooting forth a blast of potato hell. Take cover with the potato vortex prepared and pointing towards the footsteps. Probably best not to fire it off yet though.

[Errol]

"How about a message of peace? Perhaps it's just Maximo Lider coming down to reap the fruits of our labor and assigning the next task. For club and country and stuff."

Put a pigeon shield up. Pigeons of peace and all that jazz. Then prepare to cast palm-mounted frozen napkin portals, and position self to look straight in the direction fo the footsteps.

[lawastooshort]

"Yeah I spose... I spose that could be possible. Perhaps I can fire the entrance to potato hell at him in the form of a dove or something... But I tell you, man, any more crap like them last guys and I'm reaching straight for my potato holster, and then I'm gonna grab the fecker and punch his face in, and then grab him again and toss the bastard in with the last idiot who tried to stand against us... If you feel yourself getting all overcalm and stuff then just remember what happened to your hair, Elizabeth. That was them. They'll do it again if we let 'em."

[Toaster]

Larry shakes his head.  "That man is serious about his damn potatoes.  Did a french fry scare you as a kid or something?"

[Errol]

"I suppose there is enough time to ascertain whether that's one of 'them', but rest assured, if something comes flying at us at high speeds I'm not gonna hold anything back."

[lawastooshort]

"I... Larry, I prefer not to talk about it, man. But you've seen the power of potatoes dude - I've seen the fear in your eyes that they evoke..."

[Toaster]

"Just keep them away from me, dude."

[Harry Baldman]

Larry, seeing no point in letting a good plan go to waste, starts to repeatedly kick the gentleman who was on top of him in the groin, eliciting sounds of displeasure from said individual for quite a while even as he converses with the others.

Halesey, being more aware of his surroundings, prepares for battle. He draws magical power from the leyline, filling himself nearly to the point of bursting, then starts to prepare a potato vortex from cover, feeling almost instinctively that this will be his most powerful vortex yet - he can almost taste it at the back of his throat.

Elizabeth, on her part, tries to fashion a glowing pigeon barrier to protect herself.

[Elizabeth's affinity roll: 5+1]

And behold, there it is! A glowing pigeon barrier appears in front of her, providing a solid wall that all would-be aggressors will have to bypass first to get to her.

As the preparations continue, a familiar face shows itself at the door. Somewhat unsurprisingly, it's the fat guy.

"Hey, guys! I heard the fighting sounds quiet down, so I supposed you were all done here. That so?"

[lawastooshort]

”Er… oh.”

Halesey turns 180 degrees and is about to let off the pent up potato blast behind him at the furthest wall when he has second thoughts and tries to hold it in, to see how far he can control the power.

”Hello, yeah, um. So… uh. We used magic to take over this leyline like you asked. What next? Shall we go forth and... uh. Yeah.”

Speak thusly and seek to control the vital power of potato hell within me!