Thats probably a realy good idea. Should we trasfer what post we can salvage first and then carry on, or should we just carry on regardless?

OOC: That's silly. Why would we need to waste forum space with a new thread? I don't see any difference between posting in this thread with the missing posts than without, either we we're replying to the posts from the last person, and plus it gives an indicator of how long the RP is running, and as this is officially the most posted in RP of MoFo history (because the majority of this RP has been tacky "1-2" business, of several characters just partnering off and going off on their own, rather than RPing together, as a group. Just about everyone is guilty of this)

Stop with the whole "RAGH THE POSTS ARE GONE!!!" triade and just get on with it, there's absoloutely no need for a new thread.

OOC: I agree with Craig, but I'm unsure what the GM - Serori is deciding. *shrug*

ooc: ok, we'll just carry on posting in here then ^^, Think Rico needs to reply but I'm not sure he's got time at the mo (haven't seen him on AIM much atall)

OOC: I'll poke him when I see him online. =P

OOC: i agree that we don't need a new thread this one works just fine... but there are some things that i want to address first before we continue anything... first of all i've noticed that this sub-plot of Harley and Froggy's has gotten a little to big, and it is killing the main plot. So due to these recent events i've decided to add some new rules for this occasion. First one is that no sub-plot may get too big unless i say so. I don't like it when im trying to get the MAIN plot in motion only to have it iggy'd because of some sub-plot. Second there will be no new characters added without my say so, unless they are meaningless chars like nurses, docs, and pedestrians. And when i say no i mean no. And don't go and wait for two weeks and add this char anyway thinking that i forgot about it >.>.... I'm the GM and nobody can take that away from me, no matter how much others post I thought up this rp. I do have a job and that takes a lot of time out of my day. So sometimes i don't have time to post till early morning or late at night. If anyone has any questions im me. But i'm getting tired of having the plot overlooked by those who think they are special enough that they don't have to follow. If these rule are to difficult to follow i will have Rico close this thread.

OOC: As I've said on AIM Serori, I agree and hope this RP can continue. I'm so tired, but I'm so depressed today. I'm fading, but which I try to stay alive. At the MoFo anyway..

OOC: Craig agrees with teh Serori. Again, we've spent way too much time in this RP as pairs going after individual goals. We really need to start interacting as a group.

OoC: Um... but Breech is still a prisoner in Robotropolis.

Corect me if I'm wrong? But wasn't robotroperlice reduced to a smaldering pile of rubble?

Anyway, you could just do a Deus Ex Machina and thatem up an increadable but quick escape at the hands of James or someone.

Rico was still shaken badly. But managed his usual kind of reply. "R, really now. You look different. N, New haircut?"

OoC: Yes Astral, it was, about 200 pages ago. And now Cur has had it transformed into some sort of industrial hell, and Breech is still trapped there.

Even if the kit could have replyed, he probably wouldn't have bothered humering the fox's coment. Instead he launched straight back in the vivied hand signals, pointing back at the vilage close behind and miming something. Rico cocked his ear slightly, confusion now adding to the shock that had just flooded his system. Finaly the kit seemed to give up and disided on a more direct aproach. Darting forward beside the wardon, Astral grabbed one of Rico's sleaves and began tugging on it, nearly dragging the fox off his feet with one paw while pointing in the genral direction of the tower with the other.

Rico shook his head trying to shake off the guilt layering on him. He looked around for a few moments then back at the ghostlike kit, "Follow you, guess thats obvious enough."

The kit nodded, glad that his message had finaly goten across the language gap. Promptly he releced Rico's arm and floated off down the path, dolphen kicking with legs and tail in tandom, headed back toward the tower. About six or seven feet down the path he stopped and looked back to check the wardon was folowing, giving a beconing gesture to that end before turning back and racing off down the path back to the vilage.

The fox shrugged, "Supposed that means we're off then, alright." He trotted off after kit still a little out of it.

Astral raced into the ainchent vilage, the barrior giving and unusual distortion as he passed though. Odd that, even though Rico could swear the kit was definatly there, no one elce they passed along the way seemed to notice the ghostly apperition. Ast knew there was no whay he'd be able to explain all this to Rick in shirades, and in a few minuets he drew up besides the building he'd left his body under, scooting into the tiny hole in its side that he'd squeased though in the first place and vanishing into the floor spacing. It took him a few moments of hovering over his inaminate body and plucking together his consentration to project back inside it, but eventualy the aperition sudenly faided, its gasious covering boiling away into nothing like the smoke from a fire.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then the kit took a suddern gasping breath, sitting up quickly and coafing as he regained controle of his body. He choaked for a few minuets, his breathing and hart rate slowly reterning to normal, exhorsted and feeling as though he'd been sick for days. Turning onto his belly, a heavy nausia sweeped over the kit as he crawled back toward the awaiting hole.

"And now its gone..." The fox muttered leaning heavily against a wall, "You're losing it foxboy, somethings messing with you and you're letting it. You can't let it take over, if you do then your no good to anyone, hell you're no better than that bastard human." He rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes, "Where are ya Tobe... I need ya."

"Crossed over most likly"
The week voice came from a few feet away, from the hole in the wall that Rico was lent against. Astral was partly emerged, dragging himself out on his stomach and standing once he was in fresh air. He wobbled slightly and placed a hand over his mouth, the nasia was getting worce, lasting far longer then normal from the energy expenditure. Shaking as though weekened from illness, the kit took a few long deep breaths to steady himself.

The fox was hit with a mixture of confusion and relief. One side of him wasn't sure if this was another hallucenation or it was real, another side breathed a sigh of relief to see his friend in one piece. Both sides came together however to push him to the still weak kit's aid.

"Easy kiddo," The fox said softly helping steady Astral. "Lets get you to a chair and maybe you can tell me whats going on."

The kit shook his head, razing a finger as if to say 'one minuet'. After a few more deap breaths, he took the paw away from his mouth, clearly still in discomfort but determined not to let it impeed him. His voice was still wobily, and he had to breath mid sentence, but at least he could speek again.
"No time. She's got someone or, something in the tower. If we dont.. go now she might, move it." The kits eyes sudenly widened a little "I think I'm gona be sick"

Rico gritted his teeth and held the kit more firmly saying more commandingly, "Sit down. It'll pass." Then losing his edge and reverting to a more compassionate tone. "Whatever's going on in that tower it'll wait five minutes for you to get your bearings back... I'm not leaving you." ...like I did Toby. The latter added by his still guilt and grief rattled mind.

The kit nodded and sat down obidiantly, taking his time over speeking again. It took a few minuets, but eventualy the nausia began to faid and, though he still felt week, he was at least well enough to explain matters. Astral took a deep breath, still looking rather pale and shaking slightly as he spoke.
"I found something.. not sure what, but its nothing good."

Blaise ran threw the village and stopped for a moment to catch her breath. She looked around thinking that maybe she lost the shadow bent on her destruction. She panted heavily placing her hands on her knees. Her body tingled and she jumped as a bolt of lightning struck where she had been standing. She landed a few feet away from the spot like an agile vixen. She looked up at where the bolt came from glaring. "Why run kitsune? It's futile to run, sooner or later i will kill you..."

"You wish..."

Astral breathed slowly, trying to recoop somemore before trying to get up. The kit's ear twiched and he looked up for a moment before shaking his head "Mrrr... I'm hearing things again.. sounded like thunder."

Blaise moved away again and the shadow followed. The shadow watched her futile attempts. But she stopped when she noticed the cub that had been giving her so much grief was only a few yards away. He might be able to figure it out if he saw her in her true form. She figured that it would be safer to break off the pursuit, although she didn't exactly want to. She melted away into the shadows once more. Blaise felt the fear leaving her body as she stopped near where Rico and Ast were. She slowly turned around and looked around for the shadow creature that had been chasing her mere moments before. It was nowhere to be found, did that mean that it had given up or was it just hiding again? She looked back at Rico and Ast for a moment before she continued searching.