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Homeworld:Mandalore
Age:22
Species:Human
Native Language:Mandalorian
Gender:Male
Skin Color:Tan
Height:6'4
Weight:225lbs
Hair Color:black (crew cut)
Facial Hair:5 O'clock shadow
Eye Color:Brown
Scars:none
Tattoos:Right shoulder Imperial Emblem

== Character’s Background ==
Ordo "Skorge" Skiratta was born and raised on Mandalore, trained by his father he learned to fight at an early age, but he liked piloting ships better then he did ground fighting.

In his teenage years Ordo got the name skorge from a group of teenagers who always pestered him, he hated the name and loathed them for calling him it. One day he had, had enough an killed all single handly with a vibro-sword, this caused him to be thrown off his home world.

As he grew Skorge went from merc job to merc job. Finally on one such job skorge was sent after a reble fighter ace who had a hefty bounty on his head from a hut. Skorge tracked this ace to a  small rebel outpost where, to his dismay, Skorge found an Imperial fleet had engaged th outpost. Not wanting his prey to get away, Skorge quickly joined the fray, and took out not only the ace, but four other rebel ships.

The captain of the commanding Star Destroyer had Skorge brought on board and after a brief discussion the Mandalorian had agreed to join the imperial Navy.

== Personality ==
Skorge is a very cold human begin he general disdain for everyone is apparant, Some people believe that he is a blood-thirsty killer who will do anything to get the job done, and they are right. When given an order he exicutes it to the best of his ability.

The explosion in front of Skorge was brilliant, having just destroyed yet another rebel fighter. Then thats when the alarm went off, while running down the X-wing, Skorge forgot about the Rebel frigate that slipped in behind him. The frigate, a Corellian Corvette class, had fired a torpedo at him. Skorge tried rolling his TIE_Interceptor to starboard and port, but he couldn't shake the torpedo loose. Thats when he felt an urge to juke right.

He did and there it was, the frigate that fired the torpedo. The hull of the ship was blackened over from cannon fire, and on Skorge's HUD indicated that its shields were down. Skorge gunned his engines, he nearly hit the frigate, but he rolled up and over it. The torpedo didn't though and slammed into the frigate's lateral line. The hull boiled away, explosive decompression's erupted from the ship. The explosion was epic, skorge smiled wondering how many kills that counted as.

I'm going to have to ask you to expand on this. The requirement for Ch. II is atleast 250 words. You are currently at 159. What you have now is good, just add more detail and things to it.

Stormz

The explosion in front of Skorge was brilliant, having just destroyed yet another rebel fighter. Then thats when the alarm went off, while running down the X-wing, Skorge forgot about the Rebel frigate that slipped in behind him. The frigate, a Corellian Corvette class, had fired a torpedo at him. Skorge tried rolling his TIE_Interceptor to starboard and port, but he couldn't shake the torpedo loose. Thats when he felt an urge to juke right.

He did and there it was, the frigate that fired the torpedo. The hull of the ship was blackened over from cannon fire, and on Skorge's HUD indicated that its shields were down. The collision alam chimmed faster as each second passed. He knew the torpedo was closing and if he didn't do something, he be debris soon. Skorge gunned his engines, he nearly hit the frigate, but he rolled up and over it. The torpedo didn't though and slammed into the frigate's lateral line. The hull boiled away, explosive decompression's erupted from the ship. The explosion was epic, skorge smiled wondering how many kills that counted as.

He quickly spoted an A-wing fighter, seeing his new target Skorge quickly altered his course and chased after it. The A-wing tried to lose him but Skorge was better than that. Skorge waited for a clean shot before he fired. Then it came, Skorge squezzed the trigger and his TIE-Interceptor let loose a flurry of blaster bolts. The bolts nailed the cockpit of the rebel, causeing it to sparked and explode. Skorge grinned and tallied up yet another kill.

If you don't mind me asking what exactly am I suppose to do in Ch. III

Skorge's Report: September 8th, 2009

Activity: I've been on Pay-per click and voting for the Vast Empire.

Upcoming plans: Next week I will work on my story and what ever assignments are sent my way.

Questions/Suggestions: Negative

Crewman Skorge over and out

Where do I look to take the exams sir?

Thank you, sir.

Viper squadron, sir?

*snorts*

Wow. That was weird. I'm not used to being called Morrell. Its a new experience for me