Name: Eth Tenshi
Species: Blood Weaver formerly human.
Civilized or uncivilized: Civilized when he isn't having a mental or emotional break down.
Appearance:
Mundane skills: Innate muscle memory, he experiance a movement once and he generally remembers it and can mimic, this includes offensive, defensive, and mundane movements. Natural lie detector, slight computer skills, he can repair and boost computers as it really is not that hard. General trouble shooting, not everything has an answer readily, but even the secrets of space will unravel with time.
Powers: Most humans have twelve pints of blood, it would be a shame if you were to assume the same of Eth since his blood is nearly unlimited. While he can die, bleeding him out is not a realistic option, you would be more succesful to cut his head off, rip out his heart, or burn him in a deep fire. He currently has the ability to manipulate his own blood at least six feet away from his body, by form of crystalized blood, bone, flesh, and fluid blood. While he can regenerate and slightly heal others his ability comes with a mental and emotional toll of ten causing him to have migraines or bipolar like attitude.
History: Eth lived a pretty boring life most of his life, other than the drugs, fighting, and loud music. Not that he was a bad person, he simply wished to enjoy life to its fullest, sans the hard drugs, fuck the hard drugs. He had a personal rule not to try anything of the medium type more than once, twice a good while later if he liked it well enough.
As for fighting, well, that was simply to feed his body as much experiance as possible. You never knew when such things were needed, for example the apocalypse. Of which he had been in a coma for two months, and a month prior his body being prepared for something, a calling if you will. Shaping and molding him into a eternal being that had once been very finite, and when he first awoke his body showed little signs of larthagy. No muscle loss, no delayed motor functions, and best of all a weird sense of what his blood had been doing.
At first he was curious as to why he had awoken. He had never expected to see sun light again, not that he had seen sun light by any means. He had been semi crushed under the building that he resided, with a rather large pool of blood under him. At first he panicked after his curiosity, isn't this simply natural? Then in his hay wired state a surge of power erupted from around him pushing the walls and ceiling around him away.
Then came the creatures, but with as much blood as he had around him it was impossible for them to prevail as his instincts kicked into high gear slaughtering anything in his sight. With a miraculous memory of body he immigrated his abilities until he mastered the basics.
Finding that doing so made him famished for oranges, lemons, limes, or anything acidic really. It appeared to him that his body ran entirely off his own blood, and acids, but he occationally craved food. More for taste however, he will fall madly in love for anyone who can cook. Being that they are female of course.