Name: Johnny J. Louis

Ethnicity: American/Mexican (former)- Any (Now)

Nicknames: Loco Johnny, Wild Thing, Cheeseburger

Looks: 

Age - 17( His actual age )

Height - 6ft 5. (His actual Height)

Weight - Unkown

Hairstyle - (Think of Karma from Assassination Classroom)

Hair Color - Raven Black with red tips (His actual hair color)

Eye Color - White Pupils with Blood Red Irisis and Cornas (His Actual Eye colors)

Scars - Only one going diagnoly across his right eye (only lets his friends see it)

Skin Color - light peach tan (his actual skin color)

Clothing- Anything and Everything (his favorite outfit isa spider black fedora with a short white feather and dark red circular shades with an onyx black trench coat and a red tang top and cream white gloves and black leather pants and boots)

Personality: Jackass (to anyone and everyone, but depending on how you are with him and how he is with you he can be your friendly neighborhood jackass or the jackass that will let you die while he watches it all happen while eating popcorn), Caring(Only to those he ACTUALLY trusts), Unpredictable (an expample would be one minute he's calmy walking down the street, then the next he's marching down the corner in a full body pikachu suit), Dependable (Only to those he ACTUALLY trusts), Stubborn(onece his mind is set on something, good luck trying to change it) Energetic (Heaven help the brave souls who try to deal with him while he's high on sugar) Mental(VERY), Arsonist(...Don't let him near fire)

Likes: His friends (Those that he Actually trusts that is), Pranks,  Music (if he dosen't have his tunes and jams...RUN FOR YOUR LIFE), Masks, Watching Cartoons, Movies, Plays/Musicals and TV and OTHERS, Videogames, Anime, Weapons of Any Kind, Magic, Reading, Dancing, Instruments (of all types), WWE(don't tell him that it's fake unless you want to have something broken in your body), Dressing Up/Cosplay, Days that are gray-raining-foggy-windy-or at night, full moons and sunsets/sunrise, Being alone in the darkness in silence, or just alone sometimes (by himself that is)

Dislikes: Everyone else he dosen't trust, Anyone who tells him to act normal or his age, special brodacasts interupting his shows, his friends being sad or distressed, his friends being in danger, his friends wounded or hurt,

Talents/ Favored Skills(2 MAX):  Change and Adaptation

Powers: 

Transformation - He has the ability to transform into anything he sees, hears, or feels and also change his appearence.

Creation - He has the ability to create anything he sees and gets the info on, or knows about

Adaptation- He has the ability to adapt to differnt areas, climates, and people and others and situations

Mimicry - He has the ability to mimic anything/anyone he sees for a certain amount of time (including their voice)and can remember that ability/power later ( the power won't be as strong as the original users though)

Weapons Expert - He has the ability to use any type of weapon be it blade, gun, steel chair or anything else that's to his imagination.

Languist - He has the ability to speak any language fluently (even the imagiginitive and dead ones)

Siren Screech - He has the ability to change his voice to sound like an angel or a sonic screech so loud it could break glass.

Arsonry - He's a pro with anything to do with fires

Background: As he was barely born he was in a car crash that killed his parents while leaving from the hospital. He survived, but with some damage to his brain. At age Two, the other kids in the orphanage would make fun of him or abuse just because of his hair and eyes. Even the so-called cartaker would join in on the hazing. This caused him to barely talk to anyone. The only thing keeping him sane was the tv that the orphanage had and the small amount of books that were around the place. Sadly one day at the age of four, the other kids increased their hazing by ripping up the books that he liked and burning them and breaking the tv and blaiming it on him. Having had enough, he waited till everyone was asleep, then he pakced himself the essentials he'd need and putting them in a garbage bag and left the orphanage....that went up in flames due to a "hidden gas leak". With Hatred and Anger in his heart, he decided that he would watch the world burn. Now being chased by the CPS and police reinforcements, he was on the run. By age Seven he survivred by eating any scraps of food he could find, and by reading at public libraries or sneaking into theaters, robbing crooks for anything they had and by making fires(which he was now an expert at). One day while he was on the run, he stumbled and fell what looked like to be an underground bunker. As he explored the bunker, he accidently touched something that made the bunker go haywire and made a self indulge electric current go around the bunker, also electrocuting him as well. When he woke up, he noticed that the bunker was still in one piece, but that now he had a weird glow to himself all around him. As he looked around the bunker some more, he saw that it was an old military bunker that still had food, water, and actual working electricity. He also discovered a huge library in as well as many empty rooms. As he was so happy that he didn't notice his eyes changing colors. As years went on he slowly learned that whatever that electric current was gave him the abilities to morph or change hia abilities. He also learned by reading books, and watching anything or anyone, he could copy or mimic them and change into them including their voices be it man, woman, child, or beast. He could change or mimic almost anything, but only if he knew all the details necessary to that thing, otherwise it would be an Incomplete mimic. He was able to use many of his powers by age Thirteen and started to learn the basics of weaponry, hand to hand combat, and trying to see if he was able to recreate any powers or abilities from books, tv, and movies and even music. As long as there was a good description he could change or make just about anything. He aslo self taught himself by learning watching tv and videos on basic schooling and also listening on conversations fom schools and colleges. By eighteen he roamed the world learning whatever he could an noone ever knew who he really was. He still had a hatred of the world, but one day he met others who were just like him in some ways (the other oc's). From there they were able to change his his heart just a little to where he now gave a little shit about the world and others in it. Who knew though that later on he'd go with his friends to a new world...