Tyrell "Spokes" Borran

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Tyrell "Spokes" Borran
Career Information
Callsign	Spokes
Full RS Name	Tyrell "Spokes" Borran
A.K.A.	Spokes
Rank	Vice Admiral
Status	Active
Join	April 2000
Current station	End of Days Cadrel Expanse
Current Offices	Medals Officer Assistant Operations Officer
Current Command Positions	Avatar Platoon Second Officer, CD
Other Current Positions	Honorary High Command Member Gold Squadron 6, PBF Lightning 8, RID Dagger Squadron, VSG
Past Positions or Offices of Note	Academy Undergraduate Commander, from - to Grey-Alpha Commander, RSA, from - to Sealth Commander, PBF, from - to Patriot Battle Fleet Second Officer, from - to Patriot Battle Fleet Executive Officer, from - to Patriot Battle Fleet Commander, from December 2002 to February 2005 Rebel Squadrons Operations Officer, from - to Rebel Squadrons Executive Officer, from - to Rebel Squadrons Fleet Commander, Feb 2005 to June 2006
Recruited by	n/a, found RS
Fictional Biography Stats
Species	Corellian
Gender (if applicable)	Male
Homeworld	Coruscant
Age (standard years)	47
Real Life Biography Stats
Name	Mark S. Partin
Gender	Male
Location	Native Texan in Connecticut, USA
Age	47
Profession	Attorney at Law

Introduction

Vice Admiral Tyrell "Spokes" Borran rose through the ranks and served as the Rebel Squadrons Fleet Commander from February 25, 2005 to June 28, 2006. He currently sits on Honorary HC.

These days, he is most often found online playing Battlefront II, although he still flies the missions in the two flying fleets he is in.

He is one of the very few RSers active in four fleets and is the most decorated officer in RS history.[1].

Autobiographical Statement

What do you write about yourself? Who am I? Who do I want to be? How do I want others to see me? Do I just tell them the truth? If so, how much truth? Which truth???

Well... I was born on Coruscant but my parents were from Corellia. My Birthname is Tyrell Borran (never mention it again). My parents were serving a stint in some bureaucratic position (lost a bet is my guess) and I spent my first nine years living on a planet-city. The upside was that there were endless opportunities to fly all kinds of hovercrafts and shuttles because, other than the lifts within buildings and the crosswalks connecting buildings, you had to fly to get around. I also learned enough to converse in a couple dozen languages, (although Huttese still hurts too much to speak more than "Greetings Exalted One") at a level of fluency that I could get us out of whatever trouble that had managed to find us. I never made it down more than 30 levels below ground level before we moved back to Corellia, but that was low enough for a nine-year old. I've played in a couple of Sabacc games since then that were held at lower levels and had some dealings with the Hutts that were lower than most people believe there are levels, but that is Coruscant.

On Corellia, I finished my schooling and raced in the games but never managed to win one. I made it into the Imperial Academy and finished most of the training, including pilot training before my "accident" in a TIE fighter during a Training Campaign. That's when I learned that I was allergic to bacta and that my body will not accept mechanical implants. So, I was left paralyzed but with sensation (I can feel but can't move) so I don't have to worry about becoming more machine than man. This, of course, ended my military career as far as the Empire was concerned and I was, quite literally, shipped out two weeks shy of graduation. I tried using the repulsorlift chairs, but they are harder to maneuver than a bulk freighter in an asteroid field, so I wound up using an old fashioned wheelchair, hence the handle: Spokes.

Corellia never felt like home and I had no plans to remain there. I took my pension/release pay from the Empire and bought an old freighter, modified it so it could be flown "hands only" and shipped out. I truly never intended to become a smuggler, but making spice runs for the Hutts was the quickest route to credits. This wasn't "actually" smuggling, because they were "legitimate" contracts. Only the Empire's desire to take control of the spice trade made it illegal, and that just made it more attractive to me, given my history with the Empire. When I had enough credits, I bought a broken down X-wing and set to modifying it so that I could fly it. The modifications turned out to be minor and I board the fighter the same way as my R2, Squelch: lifted up and dropped into my spot.

The New Republic Academy agreed to give me a shot at piloting and I'm sure having my very own X-Wing had nothing to do with their decision. Because I had been with the Imperial Academy, I was subjected to debriefing/interrogation by NR Intelligence and still owe them for the way I was treated (presumed Imperial spy until proven otherwise) and for the lack of information that Intel gives us now when we fly missions. I understand the concept of "Need-to-Know" operations, but still believe that if it is me that is getting shot at, then I need to know who and why.

I graduated from the X-Wing Academy and was assigned to the Stealths. The newest Squadron in the Patriot Battle Fleet under the Command of Admiral Teke Daggerscout. I was placed as Flight Leader for the third Flight Group and took over as Stealth CO two months later. I have been active ever since. I got into serious trouble with CS in my first PBF Mission and worked hard after that to assure that the Stealths developed into an elite Squadron. After some reorganization in the PBF, I was reassigned to Gold and we work hard to stay Golden.

After being active in the PBF’s Operation Lanvarok, I was invited to join Grey-Alpha Squadron that is responsible for training new recruits for the Patriot Battle Fleet. I'm not sure what I did wrong, but they made me Grey-Alpha Leader some time ago and I managed to keep most Cadets alive long enough to Graduate while serving as GA Leader. Later, I served as SO, XO and CO of the PBF.

I have also been assigned to Dagger Squadron of the old Intrepid Battle Fleet and we are, quite simply, the best damned Squadron there is. I also served with Twilight Squadron in Renegade -- a group that tends to find trouble with ease, and to Lightning Squadron in the Aurora Force where we try hard to avoid making any mistakes.

Somewhere along the way I seem to have lost a bet and found myself serving as the Rebel Squadron's Executive Officer ... I don't know what to say about that except it's over. Then, HC saw fit to strap me in the Hot Seat that goes with being the Rebel Squadron's Fleet Commander. That lasted long enough for all of HC to lose patience with me, so now I am back to killing Impies with Dagger & Gold. Seems like a long, long trip from the Imperial Academy.

Well, that's me in a nutshell, 'cept for the Corellian Bloodstripes on my britches, but I don't talk about how those got there....

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