Jedi Order Armen Westyll

[Die Shize]

Spoiler: Character Theme

"Sure, Mom, I'll go join the Jedi... May as well... Beats scrubbing toilets for a living..."
—Armen Westyll​

Armen Westyll

AGE
► 21
SPECIES
► Human
HEIGHT
► 5'8"
WEIGHT
► 163 lbs
EYE COLOR
► Brown
HAIR COLOR
► Black
BIRTHPLACE
► Lianna
GENDER
► Male
FACTION
► Jedi Order
RANK
► Padawan
FORCE SENSITIVITY
► Yes
STATUS
► Alive

B I O G R A P H Y

Lianna. It was the name of Armen's first girlfriend. She was named after their homeworld. Neither relationship lasted long.

There wasn't anything wrong with her or with it, it's just that the young man fought an endless battle with holding on, while many fought to let go.

So when the battle cry of a hawk reached Armen's ears one day while washing dishes, that hawk being his mother and that battle cry being her motherly screech, it was all the kid could do but stand still and listen and obey. What did she say?

"You have a gift, honey. Don't waste it away in this dump. Don't limit it lifting cups across the kitchen—only to break them."

Ah, she was a sweet woman, Mother, and one of the very few souls to know of the man's 'talents'. Armen felt such 'gifts' to be very cool—if freaky.

Yet, it was join the Jedi Order or join track and field and show off his mad running skills...or scrub toilets for a living.

Armen went for the Order, not having much choice when Dad stepped in, and ah well whatever Lianna was hot but Armen just didn't see himself growing old with her so may the Force be with you and there's your Padawan.

P E R S O N A L I T Y

Nonchalant sums up Armen well enough. Same could be said for just about any teenager, maybe, but this one was never out to show off his edges for the sake of being edgy.

Even for a young man with limited experience in the galaxy, his was a blasé outlook on life, as though he had already seen it, been there and done that all over again.

He caught onto his Force sensitivity at an early age, as did his parents, upon floating dishes in thin air to then buy new ones with his meager allowance.

He could run better than most, especially when security chased him, though flashing his abilities was never really his thing.

Armen doesn't care as much for his own potential compared with other Padawans out there. His is no calling; he simply listened to Mom and Dad and, bored of Lianna, tired of being a janitor at a nightclub, decided his best hope was the Jedi Order. His only hope. A new hope.

E Q U I P M E N T

-> Lightsaber [Purple blade]
-> Knife
-> Somberjack [YT-2550 Light Freighter]
-> T-80 Joben Speeder Bike

T H R E A D S

1. The Pot Luck: Part Three [ABANDONED]
2. Picking Up Beans in the Park [COMPLETED]
3. A Gamatr be Ehn Vod: Abyssm [ABANDONED]
4. Murder on the Dancefloor [ABANDONED]
5. We're Going to the Fair! [COMPLETED]
6. Purple Light
7. Journal, Jungle, Journey, Jumanji? [ABANDONED]
8. Prom Night / Formal Night [COMPLETED]