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As the republic peace cruiser came out of hyperspace Mr. Grim was nothing buy smiles, speaking to himself he said with a laugh, " I have evaded the police force....mwahahaha, now they will never find me.....lets check where we are..." calling up a picture on the viewscreen, Grim saw a planet, one which seemed to call out to his twisted mind, his voice shook with momentary wonderment, " beautiful.....but I wonder how many I will be able to enact revenge against....yes, that is what I will do...I will become a folk legened, hearsay, while the republic searches for Joseph the murderer, I will become the vigilante Mr. Grim...none shall be able to hide from my righteous hands..." and with that, Grim began the laugh in a most evil manner, his chuckle echoing through the hull of the ship...only to be interrupted by a shaking, rattling noise. The warning sirens of the ship blared, and Grim quickly called up a diagnostic....the trip through hyperspace seemed to have been just one too many, various systems had crashed, the sensor systems were begining to go to static, and the stabalizers were falling apart, the ship was shaking and moaning from the stress that was being put on it's hull....making a quick decision, Grim decided to try and land, lest his grand plan to cleanse the planet of 'evil doers' be foiled. Flying blind, Grim felt a slight tingling as he worked on instinct. As the ship entered the atmosphere, the shields began to fail, the shaking became worse as the inertial dampners groaned with effort, and the controls began to wrench away from his grip. Thinking fast, Grim injected himself with a mild strength stimulator (note: its short lasting and leaves the person mildly delerious as it wears off). Using his boosted strength, he pulls hard on the controls, managing to make his flying brick pull up just enough, that when it crashed into the ground (sending a large shudder through the hull) it skipped, not once, but twice before landing with a defening crash, and a scraping of metal on the ground. Slumping foreward, Grim begin to breath and sweat heavily as the ship powered down around him...

((OOC notes: Grim is in a long since decomissioned old republic cruiser, his families ship, as the ship was flying through the atmosphere, it would have lit up the sky like a meteor. if anyone had tried to contact him during this time, they would have heard static instead of a response. as for his landing place? go ahead and make it up, he managed to land blind, meaning he has no idea where he landed, other than on land (and not in an ocean or some such). if you don't know what a republic diplomatic cruiser looks like....well, you know episode one? the ship obi wan and qui gon came to the trade fed ring in? the one that got blasted to hell only moments into the film? yea, it's one of those, minus any weapons, and with a large degree of luxury refurbishment (if nothing else, his family like to travel in compfort) a recent addition into the ship was a small database and lab, wherein mr. grim has catalogued his victims DNA, as well as kept a few of thier parts in a preservative goo. I hope this isn't TOO presumptuous....or bad... sweatdrop ))

((wow that was a short response..... sweatdrop ))

As Grim manages to collect himself, he stumbles around inside his darkened ship, searching for the emergency power switch. After a few more moments of stumbling, and stubbing his toes a few times, he manages to find and turn on the emergency power, now, with the low but guiding red lights, Grim manages to collect a few pieces of gear, taking a personal inventory, " let's see...I got a field kit, extra rations, a vibro blade, my surgery kit, my.....trophies, enough chemicals to preserve some patches of skin, and my strength enhancers...." as he mentions the strength enhancers, his stomach growls, and Grim breaks open one of the ration packs, feasting on it as he makes his way to the hatch and begins to operate the manual release. with a snap and a hiss, the hydraulic door slowly pushes open, and Grim looks out to see the damage he has caused in his landing. A long gouge of trees has been uprooted, the remains piled at the front of his ship. Hopping down the two foot distance of the hatch to the ground, Grim makes his way around the ship, inspecting the damage it has sustained.

((either that, or your just lazy xp so I think I'll be just as lazy rofl ))

As the shadows flit across his ship, Grim draws his vibro dagger and readies the switch, turning around slowly to try and track the phantom figure. In an eerily calm voice, he says, " who's there? and why are you hiding in the shadows? come out and face me, whoever or whatever you are."

As the woman emerges from the shadows, Grim readies his vibrodagger once more, and as she asks her question he simply begins to laugh, a deep, insane laugh..."kukuku....I asked first....as well, ladies first....." and with that he made a gesture of pointing at her with his claw-gloved hands. why would they send such a beauty? unless its a trap, be at the ready hands, this could get messy and we're going to need all the preparation we can get....it may soon be time for a little bit of that ultraviolence...an element of suprise would be nice as well, but it seems I have been caught at a bad time....crap.

((in case you don't get the refrence, lets just say, I just saw "A Clockwork Orange"))

Grims eye twiched in frustration as he shouted after her, " come back here dammit! you didnt answer my question!!" As she doesnt seem to be coming back, Grim's anger takes over and his logic takes a backseat. He runs after her into the woods, slashing any vines or plants that get in his way, his anger growing as he continues to run after her (in the direction he saw her last) and finnaly yells out " I said, COME BACK!"

Skidding to a stop, Grim looks around him. he shouts out, " OH, WHAT NOW!?" as he turns to face the source of the snapping twigs, his vibrodagger at the ready, and his free hand ready to inject himself with a muscular stim. If one could see his face, they would see it twisted with anger, and his eyes clouded by rage.

Grim's eyes twitch under his skull-mask, and he Roars in reply, injecting himself with not one, but two muscular stimulators, and although he knows he's going to pay for it later, he doesn't seem to care. as the fluids course through his veins, Grim charges the beast letting his patchwork appearance and skeletal visage enhance his screams of rage (in hopes of terrifying the beast). just as he would run straight into the thing, he jumps to the side, bounds back, intent on lunging his vibro dagger into the beasts neck (and hopefully an artery).





((well, there go his muscle stims.....crap >.<. also, yes, I know he's doing something rather stupid, but my excuse is that he's rather extreamly pissed off at the moment (mostly due to being ignored/snubbed). and if I may have permission to get away with unconcious use of the force, I would like that very much. sweatdrop otherwise....he might be very dead, very soon...))

As Grim lands he feels one of his ribs crack, and takes a quick mental summing up of the situation, that was a rib. check, did it snap off? feels like more of a fracture, has it puncutured any of my vitals?.....no way to really tell, but I'm going to go with no if I don't start coughing up blood. Letting out a groan, grim doesnt even try to move, his muscles aching and sending pain coursing through his limbs from his recent overdose of stimulant, " I am....Mr. Grim. now will you tell me who you are, or am I going to have to hunt you down, tie you up, and take you apart, piece by piece, giving you a thousand deaths before letting you succumb to the sweet embrace of death? do you see the things I wear? mementos of past accomplishments, don't make the mistake of joining them." and now, since I can't move, I figure my safest bet is to bluff, if this being sees through it, well, I'm screwed, especially if I become a target....well crap.


(( rofl its nice to be cocky as hell....))