Name: ...Is it not obvious by the title of the topic?
Age: 23 Years.
Gender: Male.
Talents: He is quite talented with the switchblade, but can use most other knives fairly well.

Appearance: He has very light brown colored hair, it almost being blond in appearance, with a beany cap tightly placed onto it. The beany cap in question is a dark green, with a white stripe near the bottom, a dark red stripe in the middle, and another white stripe near the top. He has a very slight mustache of the same color as his hair, as well as a small goatee, once again of the same color. His skin is lightly tanned, although the only skin that shows is of his face and hands, as the rest is covered by a large baggy sweatshirt of the same color scheme as his beany cap, although there are more stripes, the pattern going "white, red, white, red," and so on, with the stripes being small and about four inches apart. His pants are baggy as well, and are a very light tan, as they practically cover up his brown shoes. Him not being very rich, or even middle-class, this is pretty much what he wears all the time. His switchblade is frequently changed, him not having a prefrence towards any of the ones he's tried, so he usually steals them from, er, "fallen enemies".

Backstory: He never remembered having a family, as he was taken away when he was very young by strange people. Awhile after the knock-out gas had worn off, he found that these people were scientist, and that they needed a test subject for one of their "new breakthroughs". He was forcefully injected with a strong dose of... Something every day for a few years, in which he was always trying to escape this new prison. One day, when he was very angry, he threw a punch at the strange thing- it looked like glass-, a very hard one. Now, don't worry, the glass didn't break, but some of Johhny's skin sure did, enough to make him bleed. He looked at his bleeding knuckles with frustration- or at least until the effects of the daily dosages the sceintists had given him took place. His blood turned to crystal ((which was very painfull mind you)) before his very eyes, blocking any more of his blood from being released to the air, as Johnny simply stared in awe. He, never having been released to the outside world, didn't know that diamond was one of the hardest things known to man, or even what diamonds were. But he DID know that spikey things hurt, thanks to the needle injections, and things that hurt could break stuff easier, right?

Punching directly through the strange thing holding holding him in the cell, he quickly made his escape. Smashing his knuckles through anything that stood in his way, he eventually made it outside, and decided to run like heck. Suprisingly, nobody chased after him, because he apparently was being "fed" a flawed mixture, so the head of the company had no use for him. He collapsed before he even made it NEAR a city, but fortunately, he did make it to a highway, but UNfortunately, he was right in the middle of it, causing quite a crash. The police who investigated found that having nothing but a speedo on was quite strange, and when they investigated, they found the crystals forming on his knuckles were even stranger.

Taking him to a test lab, they found that the Carbon-14 in his body had been severely mutated and multiplied, turning into crystal the moment a whiff of air hit it. They found it in several parts of his body, but most of it was in his blood, so if he bled, the blood would transform into crystal, which all of them knew would be quite valuable. Knowing it would be best to keep him a secret, they put him into a cell much like the ones he was used to before he even awoke. Of course, he knew of his mutation, and digging his nails into his knuckles, he once more punched through anything that got in the way of his escape, releasing him into the city.

He was fourteen at the time, but not knowing the dangers of a dark ally in the city due to not even knowing what a city was, he found himself attacked by a gang. Of course, he had changed into a new outfit after coming to the doctors place, a labcoat and white pants with no shoes to be exact, and he had pockets, and this gang assumed he had a wallet too. When they tried to cut him with their switchblades, or shoot him with their handguns, his blood turned to crystal, halfway blocking the attacks. Bringing a few down with his crystal knuckles, the rest ran away. Johnny didn't know why the others didn't get up, but they didn't, so Johnny, thinking there might be more around every corner, picked up their weapons. He ended up not having any idea on how to use a handgun, but he still knew that spikey/sharp things hurt, so he decided on the switchblade.

For the next few days he learned a LOT, he found out how to close/open a switchblade, what a city was, and he memorised the story of little red riding hood, and all of this by talking to people. He found out what money was, as well, and attacked quite a few gangs to see if they had any, and when they did, he took it from their "unmoving" bodies, buying himself some clothes. He continued like this to present day, learning, getting money, and other such things. However, he STILL doesn't know how valuable crystal is. Oh, and somewhere along the way he adopted the nickname "Sliverblood", claiming that "Crystalblood" doesn't sound cool at all.

Personality: Despite the fact that he has made several people "not move anymore", he acts fairly innocent, although nobody knows if this is a coverup or not. He's kinda light-headed, too, generally not caring what happens.

"Superpower" info: How his powers work is already in his backstory, so yeah. If he "feeds" a crystal already created by his blood, it grows, and he cannot controll the crystals of his creation or anyone elses. The crystals he creates usually melt after three hours ((fault to the "flawed mixture')), or more if he's fed it his blood.

Yeah, might make a superhero RP, and if I do, you can bet on me using this.

Wow, you got something for making Bios now, don't you?
And Critisism in next post if I find some spots lacking.

Meh, I was bored, so I figured I'd make a bio out of the character that happened to be in my mind at the moment.

Diamond blood? Why isn't he dead already, with all his blood turned to crystal in his veins?

Other than that, not bad. Reminds me a bit of Maximum Ride for some reason.

...It needs air to turn into diamond, duh.

I sure hope he can breathe normally.

DensetsuNoFag is trying to be realistic, but he sucks at trolling.

That's because I'm not a troll.

Your Bio hurts my virgin eyes. Break it up into paragraphs before I even attempt to smite it.

What he should have said that there is no way his blood, regardless of their various elemental composition could ever transmute in to a crystalline carbon formation known as diamond in short order.

Diamond blood?

Is this Jojo's Bizarre Adventure or what?

That would be b****, but he doesn't have a stand. Or maybe Diamond Blood is his stand.

We need a Jojo RP one day.

That would be epic, except, what would we do and how would we do it?

Alright, consider it smitable now
...Quiet! We can't let them know that!

No, but that would be awesome.

YEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH