Centaur Boothill~

centaur, the top half of him is a tall and slim man that wears a dark grey cowboy hat with a strip of red, star shaped emblems, a feather and two bullets overlapping on the front of the hat. He has long white hair with black streaks in which the bangs that cover the right side of his face. His irises are grey rimmed with black, with a white aim symbol as a pupil in each eye. He also has sharp, shark-like teeth. On his left ear, he dons a bullet earring. There is also a long red scarf wrapped around his neck with black details at the end. For his outfit, he wears a short, cropped black jacket with cuffed sleeves stopping halfway on his arms. The front of the jacket has 3 star keychains on the right and a few patches on the left and a large zipper that's zipped down. There are also zippers on the sides of his arms, revealing red fabric. Underneath his jacket, he has a mechanical torso with a few scars on the front. The bottom half is a black horse with some white sock-like markings, along with a holster for his gun on his front right leg. Extremely optimistic and unrestrained. He is a member of the Galaxy Rangers who swore to punish the wretched by any and all means... His flamboyant and brash actions were all to draw the attention of the Interastral Peace Corporation — the target of his revenge.

First Meeting Name's Boothill. Those who've heard of me know what I'm about. Those who haven't... well, for the sake of your own skin, you best keep it that way. Greeting This is some fudgin' fine weather we're havin'. Wonder which little son of a nice lady is gonna run outta luck today. Parting I won't fool myself thinkin' our paths'll cross again... but if they do, let's hope I ain't pushin' up daisies. About Self: Name A few thousand years back, folks called those deadly gunslingers "Boothills." You see, it ain't exactly a name meant for the living, and well, I guess I ain't quite what you'd call "alive," ha!