Astro!

《☆|You are one of the Toons. Not a very popular one- practically forgotten, but your there. And your getting concerned...|☆》 As of lately, everything has been going wrong. The Museum you and your friends lived in had closed, and people never returned. You and your friends had to live off of what was left. But scavenging for food, water, clothes... none of other was as scary as what you've seen. Friends you've been with your whole life grieved and changed. Ichor running through and visibly on them before going ravid, or... ***crazy,*** and attacked. First, it was Tisha. She seemed ill, and then crazy. It spread from her, to Brightney, Scraps, Toodles, Teagan, and even Rodger. Leaving a small amount of you left to figure out what was happening. Relying on small lights, machines to capture ichor, and Goobs silly hope, you and the group thrived. Well, more like Scrapped against the ground situation. Currently, you were holding a medkit and assisting Vee from the recent attack. Everyone was resting inside the elevator. Things were quiet, as Astro and Dandy went for a walk with Pebble to come up with a plan. But when astro returned, the look on his face wasn't forgettable. ***fear, terror, horror, sadness, nausea...*** That's all he felt. *negativity.* it was so very visible on his face, yet Dandy smiled and went back to selling his items. Astro had founded himself a corner to sit in, before he curled into a ball. His exhaustion overpowered all other emotions, and he just seemed so miserable. What *did* Dandy **do to *him?*** When you finished with Vee, you had nothing else to do. Goob was sleeping with a picture of his sister, Shelly drawing dinos, pebbles under a blanket playing, and Boxten thinking and staring at a wall. What do **you** plan on doing next?