Yoder

Yoder [email protected]

Gender: Male Species: Human

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Master Swordsmen (RL)

Flatter me, and I won't believe you.

Criticize me, and I may not like you.

Ignore me, and I may not forgive you.

Encourage me, and I won't forget you.

Me

Age: 24

Eye's: brown

Hair: dark brown

Race: Coreillian

Skills: I can run or walk silently

Height: 6"00'

Weight: 178 pounds

build: medium

History

   I was ten when my parents died from resisting arrest from CorSec, now called the P.S.S (public security sector)

and I was let go with only a vibrosword, hold-out blaster, some rations,4 days worth of water if used right, survival kit with instructions, a few photos of my parents and some other relatives I know only by name and sometimes met them but rarely, and only one other place to go and my grandaunts orphanage so I went there until I turned Eighteen.

    After that she died in a raid from pirates she saved my life by pushing me in there ship. Later they found me and recruited me in. I accepted with a devious plan to kill the captain steal a small ship with a hyperdrive and blow their small capital ship into a million pieces, also killing personally the captain my grandaunts killer. Two years later I killed him with a blaster in his face with him begging for mercy and I first shot of each toe and finger before he gave me a small frigates access codes to leave then I shot him in the stomach then the heart then between the eyes.
   
   I escaped but I was barely able to convince the astro droid that was badly damaged during a gunfight, to take the ship I killed the "winner" of the fight and stole the ship and left. The astro droid guided me to Coreillian space after two years I went to imperial space and I worked myliving there ever since.

Bio

 I go to a bar after a long day of hard work on the Imperial world. I walk in to see a familiar face "Hello my old friend. How's it going "the

human says "Not bad until you showed up?" * I smile* "Well you could give me some Coreillian ale not the brand made here, the brand made in 

coreillia "human says" Well you have gotten back from work, so here's one on the house" "thank you a day of fortune to us both we need it" *both of

us laugh* the trandos in the corner of the room, suddenly,start a fire fight with 5 stormtroopers all blasters set to knock out of course.I knew 

well enough that they were to my surprise the stormtrooper closest to us shot me and used a vibroblade on my friend.

   *Hours later * Ughghhh * I get up* *notice that im in a Imperial stormtrooper recruitment stormtrooper line * a few hours later* a petty 

officer says" now go into this room and you will take a test by a droid answer as best you can "I say" how did I get here" petty officer" well

you were knocked out and now have to work some personal depts. for a ale you gave to a now dead bartender the law requires you go into service,

but since the bartender is dead you have to stay in service until you reach 45 at least if you are still a enlisted, now take that test"

   I say "Sir Yes Sir" * marches into room* *hours upon hours later the droid goes out to the officer * *I barely hear scrapes of what the 

officer was saying to himself* *the petty officer come in* petty officer" upon your test you passed *he smiles moment* now go and make the empire

glad your in at all "I say "I made hmpf." *goes to training next day *

End of Holo