Name: Arman Felch

Age: 21

Race: Human

Sex: Male

Appearance: Standing at a healthy 5 foot 10, with no real build of fat or muscle to speak of, Arman is in short, physically not exactly the most capable of people. In fact some would ascribe him to being down right dull to look at; A plain enough face with an average jawline, a nose that has never been broken sitting above an all round normal enough mouth, a set of dull blue eyes that have a constant look of dim confusion glazed into their depths and atop his head a slightly unkempt mop of boring old mousy brown hair. All in all, as simple a look as a man can achieve all without any effort being taken part.

And yet Arman is strangely proud of his averageness, nothing exciting is caused by the looks of a man who wouldn't seem out of place hanging around the editing room of an out of date newspaper office. He doesn't cause fights in bars over people clamouring to get to his looks and he doesn't have people insult him for his ugliness either. Arman is perfectly happy being perfectly average, and yet he doesn't exactly know why.

Personality: Arman has an outstanding amount of indifference concerning the world around him. Somewhere bordering nihilism, he sees the world as one long journey where both good an bad eventually end up at the same place, so why be concerned about the steps in between? At least that is his personal philosophy it should in no way be misunderstood that he is apathetic to others. In fact he is very willing and happy to help out other people, though he knows inside that he isn't much good on that front, considering his lack of any real physical skills. Instead he will put on a brave face, smile and try to help those in need with a laugh and a good injection of good humour, even if at times it feels oddly hollow to him.

He is not a being with a perfect personality of course, who is after all? He has a deep set commitment issue and often takes rejection and others wanting to spend time away from him badly, though he tries to make up for it afterwards he can never recognise when his presence is unwanted unless it is expressively told to his face in black and white. Even then he might not take it too well. He also has a fair few things that make him either anxious or downright afraid. The notion of death and nothingness after life is such a vast terror it would break him if he thought too hard about it, as a by-product, he has a deep aversion to unnecessary violence. Though he knows force is sometimes needed in life, using it in extremes just doesn't sit right with him at all.

Arman also carried a deep routed dislike, or some would even say hatred of addictives such as drugs or alcohol or even coffee. And even strangely enough he gets increasingly nervous around cars and that only gets worse the longer he spends around them, or if he is inside one the faster that he is going at. Though he knows full well that it a silly thing to be nervous around, after all its not the car that causes accidents, rather the people driving them. Still, he can't fully shake his unease around them.

Abilities:

Adaptive: Through some quirk of fate, Arman seems to get along with new situations surprisingly quickly. Indeed he can pick up basic skills and idea with relative ease, making him a rather skilled learner as a result.

Cheerful: If his all but carefree personality can be called an ability, it would certainly qualify by sheer strength alone. Nearly nothing that Arman encounters tends to phase his sunny disposition for very long. And if one person is happy, then surely it can't all be that bad right?

Equipment: Wearing a pair of running trainers, slightly faded jeans, a plain, dull green shirt under a fake leather jacket, Arman is hardly equipped for any great adventure. But then again, what else would he be going about his day to day life in? Long black robes and on the back of some winged beast or something?

History Overview: Born rather unusually in the air above the Atlantic ocean whilst his mother and father were on a flight from Munich to Los Angeles, they were returning from visiting his fathers family in his native Germany when the sudden birth occurred. Much to everyone's growing surprise at the whole situation Arman was born a twin, despite doctors having found no sign of a second life growing in his mothers womb. His brother was named Earnest and he Arman and the small, happy family touched down in the states to settle into long planned family life.

Growing up, Arman sometimes felt that he was excluded or ignored by the people around him. Though he didn't really blame them, simply because everyone loved Earnest. He was a kind and always happy soul, even more so than Arman himself. Where Arman lived by a code of cheerful indifference, Earnest lived by the morals of charity and care, and naturally it earned him a large circle of friends. Though they both grew up in a pretty good area, and were often considered an interesting oddity for their invasive German accents, both boys grew gradually aware of the growing tensions in their family home. Their father had been growing steadily further and further away from their mother and turning increasingly towards drink to keep him happy. They never really learned what had caused the change but by some silent agreement they had both decided that their parents were just drifting apart naturally and there was nothing much they could do about it. Indeed, though there was the occasional shouting match between the two parents, and they did become more common as time went on they never escalated to violence as far as the young boys were aware.

Things came to a head one day, when their father who was still fairly drunk from last nights boozing session took them out on a day trip outside the city. Part way through the fairly uneventful drive their father lapsed in concentration, knocked into a passing car and lost control of the car, ending up in a ditch. Luckily for all involved, the worse injury was a small bruise on the side of Earnests head that quickly faded. As did their parents marriage.

The divorce was swiftly carried out after that and somehow against all odds the twins were split up, with Earnest going with his father and Arman staying with his mother in L.A. The two grew up separately and for a few years they even lost contact. Earnest was living in the high rises of New York now after all, and they were both busy teenagers with their own schedules to try to keep with. With some minor success in Armans case. After scraping by his final grades from high school, he went straight into trying to find some form of carer, bouncing from small time job to small time job with no real commitment or satisfaction from any of them. Earnest he later found out was in the process of becoming a doctor, most likely the result of having to live around an alcoholic father, and both of them seemed to be happy. At least Earnest seemed to be having everything line up for him, Arman on the other hand felt... Incomplete, like his purpose was dancing around him, but he still couldn't see it. But he didn't mind, he'd find out his purpose in the world one way or another. He was sure of it.