I Have No Fear, and I Must Scream.

An independent RP blog for Beyond-Fearless Chuck and his occasional companion. [AU.txt] [Sightings] [Moderator] [log]

[motorcitythumper]

"Piece of cake!" Said the bunny, balancing on top of a staff, in the middle of an avalanche, being held up into the air by his quickly sinking friend.

Mike wobbled either which way the staff went, fighting to stay up right as he kept and eye on the cables. His ears peaked up and his whiskers quivered for a split second. Then he threw his paws into the air. His claws and fingers spread  out fully and he latched on to the cables. 

Quickly the rabbit squeezed his strong feet against the staff and yanked it up, hooking it into the loop of the cable as soon as he had it in sight he yanked at the cable and quickly grabbed the edge of the staff with his paws.

The big rabbit moved his feet to the cable and heaved backwards and pulled Chuck clean out of the moving rubble. Humans sure were heavier than dogs. Straining and shutting his eyes tightly, Mike grunted from the effort and the weight, huffing out of wide nostrils.

He quickly sucked in a breath and cracked his eyes open. “You okay?” He couldn’t really see the blond while half hanging half standing against the cable. He just knew that if anyone one of them let go they would fall back down again.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

"Yeah, no thanks to you." Chuck replied, a few tinier bits of metal and screws falling off of him and into the junk pile below. Though, maybe he was a little grateful that he didn't have to dig himself out of the debris, despite how easy it would've been. "Do you mind telling me why you're here?" The fallen asked as he glared at the other. He was still considering passing this off as a hallucination.

[cadet-jenzen-deactivated2017092]

This was not going to be fun.

Chuck’s wide grin was met with a prompt scowl, Jenzen’s palm resting against his holstered gun as he watched the other blond— tap his arms?  What was he doing? Jenzen could make out the angry flecks of red flashing in Chuck’s arms with each tap, but what were they? The cadet swore he’d seen them somewhere before.  Some old file, maybe?  Whatever it was, it was bad.  

"It won’t be fun— I’m giving you a chance to leave,” now the gun was out, but lowered, “I don’t want to hurt you, Chuck.”

[fallenbeyondfearless]

Chuck scoffed. "You couldn't hurt me if you tried." He approached Jenzen, eying the gun he was holding. What a pitiful little weapon. "In fact, why don't I start with you?"

Nobody would care if there was one less Deluxian around, right? It's just another member of Kane's worthless army. It'll be a good warmup for the incoming forces.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

scars

[motorcitythumper]

"WOAH!" His body was dragged out of the debris with such force. Mike clung to his staff as it was hoisted into the air and his tail stood up straight as his ears lay back. He claws scratched against the metal and he looked down.

Chuck was holding him up. Just like that. He knew he was smaller than other Mike Chiltons out there, but that was still a feat. And not exactly normal. Chuck wasn’t even flinching at the metal slamming against him. What was going on? As they moved Chuck’s hair bounced and Mike saw the red glow on the human’s face. That was when he understood what was happening.

But they were still in danger. “Hoist me up to those cables!” The rabbit pointed further a head of them where a bunch of large cables hung like great snakes from an old fallen construction crane.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

Holding back a frustrated sigh, Chuck held the staff up to the cables Mike had pointed to. More metal was crashing into the fallen. He would literally be buried in a matter of minutes, maybe seconds, but he had to hold his position steady for this.. Mike rabbit thing. Chuck occasionally caught and threw ahead chunks of debris that were about to hit him with his free hand, but it only made room for more to come crashing down, smaller pieces filling in gaps that would've made escape easier. "Hurry up already!" He called out. He'd rather have both arms available to get himself out of this mess, so Mike getting on his own would be good.

[cadet-jenzen-deactivated2017092]

…That— Anyone else and they would’ve been off running when they heard KaneCo was encroaching on the area.  This Chuck is either crazy or a lot more dangerous than he looks. (And right now, Jenzen’s leaning more towards ‘crazy’ than ‘dangerous’.)

”..I don’t want anyone getting hurt,” at that, the cadet points forward “if you just head that way, you can avoid the troops.  But you gotta get moving now.”  

[fallenbeyondfearless]

Chuck just began to stretch, ignoring the warnings that the other was giving him. "C'monnnn, I think it'll be fun." After a crack of his knuckles, the blond began to push into a couple of boosters, releasing an extra dose. His veins tensed with the additional formula, and the sensation had him let out a short growl. The fallen twitched, but quickly regained his composure. Chuck gave a big smile in Jenzen's direction. Without seeing his eyes it was hard to tell whether he was happy or just insane. Likely the latter, considering the situation. One thing was sure, he was rather confident.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

abraham-kane:

Kane sat in his office reviewing some of the early test records for the booster program.  The first drafts of the formula had had a few … ”hiccups” in its early stages. Subjects displayed dangerously high levels of aggression and in many cases a sharp decrease in reasoning skills. 

Needless to say, this was completely unacceptable. For safe measure a majority of the batches where destroyed and a few were broken down for further study. Once the formula was perfected the remaining samples where tossed out. Kane would have disposed of the remaining samples properly … but throwing them in the garbage chute was fast and cheaper. Besides, it’s just going to fall that filthy slum of a city anyways. Who cares…

After a while more of observing and looking over the booster, Chuck looked down at his own boosters. One on his arm was dull in its glow, running out of formula and power. Might as well replace it. What could possibly go wrong? Chuck pried at the dying bit of technology, removing it from his arm with a small cringe. He could feel the general amount in him lessen. That would change soon, however. He put the new booster on, and not a moment's hesitance was given before he pressed into it, the bracelet shrinking and sinking into his arm. The light flickered and there it was. That rush of sheer power. Fresh boosters always felt so amazing.

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

The 10th Icon in Your Folder will Describe How Your Muse Truly feels about Their Mun..

[blindprotector]

[littleburnerthings]

[fallenbeyondfearless]

[arthuriaa-deactivated20171110]

Mun Questionaire.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

Repost with your own answers and then tag 10 people.

Name: nah son Nickname: Zelter, Zee, Zel, Z, Beat/Oddy/Chuck/muse names Birthday:  May 18 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: asexual Height: 5’2” Fave Colour: REEEEDDDDDD What time & date it is there: 6:23 pm 10/12/14 Average hours of sleep I get a night: 4-11 i have no idea man Lucky number: 13 Last thing I googled was: definitions to words i wasn't sure of Most used phrase(s): "oh" "omg" "omfg" First word that comes to mind: gay What I last said to a family member: "GOOD, I LOVE MY DISGUSTING DELICIOUS FAYGOS" How many blankets I sleep under: 1 unless my body heat dies then i get every blanket i can fuckign find Favourite Fictional character: TIED BETWEEN MIKE AND CHUCK RN Favourite Beverage(s): Dr Pepper. and Faygo grape. Favourite food?: ......thats a toughie. we'll just say bacon because it never fails me. Last movie I watched in the cinema: Wreck It Ralph????I think idk i rarely go to the movies Dream vacation: somewhere with abandoned scenery pOOORRRNNNN Dream wedding: hahaha marriage Dream pet: ragdoll cat Dream job: ?????????haha employment// but i have wanted to make designs or stories????? kinda bring it to life ykno

Tags: .... blondchiroptera ... abraham-kane, theloneburner uhhhh im rly bad at tags and have few rp followers as is so if you follow ur tagged have a blast

[fallenbeyondfearless]

A large collection on junk fell from beneath Deluxe under Kane Co. tower through a waste chute. Broken bits and scrap rained into the junkyard. Among them was a quarantine containment case containing a single booster with some kind of label. The label was scratched and mostly illegible. ---W_R_ _ _G! _N_ _AB_E! _EJE_ _ FO_ _UL_!---

There had been another of Kane's stuff into a part of the scrapyard. Usually these sorts of dumps were interesting to go through. Discarded projects or simple scrap parts which were actually intact but seemed to have little to no use. There was a very interesting find in this wave, though. A booster. One that seemed quite special with how it was contained. Chuck picked up the container, running his fingers over the worn down text. He whispered the letters to himself, mentally filling in the blanks. ... N...... A b... E...Un..... Able..."... Unstable, huh..."Chuck opened the case, taking out the booster and examining it. What could possibly be so unstable about it? It probably didn't matter. He had many other boosters to back him up if this was a dud, should he use it.

[theloneburner]

Red Eyes, Take Warning

[theloneburner]

To be honest, he wasn’t really sure what to tell Chuck. Mike could explain that he didn’t want the blond seeing him kill anybody (or attempt to, considering he’d be outnumbered in this universe), but with the boosters fucking with Chuck’s mind as they were, he’s pretty sure the blond would be perfectly accepting of the whole thing.

But what about the other Burners in this world? Sure, Chuck could think they didn’t care about him as much as he wanted, but Mike knew it was anything but true. If word got around that he actually killed someone, and it got back to the others…

"…It’s just not right, Chuck. I mean, I hate the Terras. I have every reason to want them dead…But only in my world. I have nothing left there except death.”

Mike rakes a hand through his hair. “But here…you all still have a chance to get through everything without people dying. At least on purpose. I can’t do that to you all. I’d just…ruin everything.” Mike doesn’t know how alternate timelines work, but killing the Terras for the sake of stopping one thing that had already been prevented in other timelines…It was wrong.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

Chuck had to think about that for a few seconds. Right and wrong were sometimes jumbled in his mind, mainly for the thought of being unafraid to do wrong. Unafraid of consequence.

Dying...

Ruin Everything...?

"... I'm sure you'll be doing us a favor." Chuck reassuringly placed a firm hand on Mike's shoulder.

[motorcitythumper]

The rabbit kicked and rolled to try not to be dragged under neath the avalanche. So far he had barely managed to stay above, but it was getting too dangerous. The whole pile of junk was collapsing. Larger and larger scraps were being pulled into it. Mike had to dodge a cinder block.

His ears lay flat against his head and the rabbit barked in anger. He tried to roll over, get anywhere closer to something that was at least stuck or moved slower that he could jump from. Chuck moved at the corner of his vision. Mike snapped his head around to make sure that he was safe, but that turned out to be a mistake. 

His foot slipped bellow a rolling pile of screws and then it was dragged into the flood. The rabbit hissed and cried out in fear. He fumbled with his paws and clawed at anything he could get close to. His fur was pinched and he could feel a tuft being ripped off his leg. Mike grabbed after his pocket and managed to get the chrome skull out of his jacket.

He almost dropped it as the staff extended. The rabbit kicked for his life. Trying everything he could not to let his other leg get eaten by the scrap.”CHUCK!” He swung the staff around and hoped that the other could reach it.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

The chaos only seemed to continue. This was starting to get annoying. The startled cry caught Chuck's attention, and he only turned from his position to see Mike being consumed by the metal avalanche. This guy... The fallen jumped onto the pile near Mike, running through the tumbling metal and scrap. He grabbed onto the staff, giving it a harsh pull to free the other. In doing that however, he left himself vulnerable to be buried by the falling metal. Fortunately, there was no pain with each piece of scrap covering Chuck. That hallucination better be thankful, or so help him...

[motorcitythumper]

The blonde was oddly calm and almost… There was something that made the rabbit’s hackles prickle and stand on edge. He felt like he was missing something obvious here. Was this a Chuck he had met before? Or was it another one who thought he was a dream or something? “Bots? No no. Are you alright? I said a twisted pair cable. For Mutt? Kane never has that kind of stuff close to his bots.” The rabbit kicked at a sheet of metal and it slid down the scrap pile. It clattered and picked up speed. Bumping into another sheet of metal that made a whole pile of scrap, bolts and nuts to start moving. And Mike was still standing where he was. It took him a moment to realize that the cascade of sliding debris was the only thing that had held his footing together. And the sound of the avalanche of metal was starting to become deafening. “Oh…. no…”

Mike was suddenly on the move. Not by his own will, but by the will of a runaway iron bar that had swept away his feet.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

Bots was a general term really. In the junkyard, bots were just part of even bigger piles of other scrap metal and broken things. Some weren't even Kanebots. Chuck's own projects and findings. "I meant-" But before he could finish or even start saying anything, loud crashes of metal erupted from the pile, along with the pile itself beginning to move. This hallucination was getting a little out of hand. It was... Destructive. Perhaps he should do something about it before... The bit of metal Chuck was sitting on had started to move with the metal avalanche. He stood up and quickly jumped away from it. When Mike was on the move, the fallen began to chase after him.

[littleburnerthings]

"Will you go out with me?"

YOUR CHARACTER HAS GOTTEN IT IN THEM TO ASK MINE OUT. SEND “WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME?” TO HEAR MY CHARACTERS RESPONSE TO BEING ASKED FOR A DATE.

"Why wouldn’t I hang out with ‘ya, Chuckles?”

He pauses.

"…Are you okay, buddy?"

[fallenbeyondfearless]

"Never better."

"So are you comin' or what?"

[theloneburner]

Red Eyes, Take Warning

[theloneburner]

Mike’s eyes widen when he’s yanked closer to Chuck’s face, wincing a little at the bright red glow of the blond’s eyes. Even though he would gladly let Chuck keep the boosters in if it made him happy, Mike still hated the situation.

When Chuck proposes the murder of the Terras, however, Mike feels his muscles tense up. Killing the Terras…That’s what he wanted, right? He’d gladly do so to the Terras back in his world if they showed his face.

…But if that was the case, then why did Chuck’s words wrongwrongwrong give Mike such a sense of dread?

Maybe because it was Chuck saying this? His best friend had always been one to go for more more non-violent solutions if they had the option. He wouldn’t kill anyone. No matter how much the brunet would love to see the Terras’ blood spattered all over the ground for their crimes…he couldn’t let Chuck do that. Couldn’t let the blond see Mike like that.

Frowning, the brunet gently takes Chuck’s wrists and pulls them off the collar of his jacket. “…No.”

[fallenbeyondfearless]

"Oh.." He allowed his hands to be moved, letting them fall to his sides.

"... Why not? You just said you wanted to..." Why didn't he accept? It's what Mike wanted. Mike wanted to kill them. Kill the Terras. Dead. Gone. Good. Sure it might not be the same Terras from Mike's world, but it's similar enough, right? What could possibly be wrong with his offer?

[cadet-jenzen-deactivated2017092]

That made the soldier furrow his brow— this wasn’t normal; even only knowing the other blond through Mike, Jenzen knew this wasn’t normal for him.  Wasn’t he supposed to be one of the…nervous type?  Or something?  This didn’t sound like the Chuck Mike described to him at all. Still, it’d probably be bad if Kane got ahold of the Burner’s programmer. "I’m a..I know Mike," keeping it simple would probably best— Jenzen looks around warily, nervous of eavesdroppers, and keeps his voice low, "You need to get out of here before more soldiers come by here, they know you’re here.”

[fallenbeyondfearless]

This guy claims to know Mike, and now he's... Trying to help? Why? Then again, with the event with Hudson, maybe this guy is another one of those who isn't 100% with Kane. It still seemed to be none of his concern though. "I don't see why you have to warn me about it. They don't stand a chance." Chuck began to step closer. "Kane's just throwing away his men." The fallen grinned a little. Oh how he anticipated fighting them all. It would be just like the first time he had the booster, but better. With as many boosters as he has now, he could so easily kill fight them, break their necks and tear off their limbs.

[motorcitythumper]

Ears twitched instantly at the sound. The rabbit straightened out his neck and whipped his head back and forth to locate the voice. Not the sides from… From above? 

The bunny craned his neck and looked up towards the top of the piles. Someone was up there. Some human with blond hair. “Heh.” Mike relaxed and his ears stopped twitching. He stuffed his paws into his pockets and widened his stance a little bit. Human Chuck. He must have gone away from his own home dimension somewhere along the search. “Hey buddy. Didn’t know you would drop in. Do you see any cables from up there? I’m looking for a twisted pair about…” He measured with his paws. “…this long?”

[fallenbeyondfearless]

So casual. So friendly. It must be 100% hallucination. The Mike he knew wouldn't talk to him in such a tone. But it looked so real and it was physically messing with things in the junk pile.

"I don't think you'll find anything intact here." God it felt awkward to talk to this... Mike. It irritated Chuck a little from how confusing this already was. He was already so prepared for an argument and even a fight.

"You can try around that pile of bots." He pointed with a glare. His face almost showed a hint of disgust. Perhaps he had been dwelling a bit too long on the whole booster issue.

[fallenbeyondfearless]

That was odd. Mike was sure he had been at another scrap heap just now. Did he go down the wring junk pile? The rabbit stretched his neck and looked around. Nothing there. He could have sworn that he heard something. He looked at the scrap beneath his feet once again. Anything useful would be good. He saw a cable sticking out and pulled at it. Unfortunately it came loose instantly. It was not even half a foot long. He tossed it onto the ground again. There was a sound. He looked up. "Hello?"

From one noise to the next, the fallen had heard what sounded like someone snooping around in the junkyard. Probably no big deal, but still. Being alone here strikes curiosity whenever someone or something wanders in. There's not exactly friends to talk to or make in the quiet terrain of scrap and debris.

What Chuck had encountered wasn't exactly expected, and it was a little less than human, but seemed to act it. And with a familiar voice at that... And a very familiar appearance.

He sat down atop a scrap pile and looked down at... "... Mike?" The blond was about convinced he was hallucinating. Weird. Ah well.