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[h1][b][i][color=708090][center]HHH[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[center][img]https://ak5.picdn.net/shutterstock/videos/16816882/thumb/1.jpg[/img]
[b]A moving mass of swirling black shadows, as seen in the eyes of 3d creatures but in "reality", in his own dimension, his true form could not be perceived by lower dimensional beings.[/b][/center]
[h3][b][i][color=708090][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=708090]Name:[/color][/b]Ruskotahhhr
[b][color=708090]Aliases:[/color][/b]Legion/The Many/The Great Devourer/God of Fertility,Lust,Sacrifice/The Beast/The Hunter/The God Slayer/Holy Usurper/Triple H
[b][color=708090]Age:[/color][/b]Unknown
[b][color=708090]Race:[/color][/b]A parasitic entity that has traveled countless planes since the beginning of time, collecting and consuming souls.
[b][color=708090]Place of Origin:[/color][/b]None
[b][color=708090]Gender:[/color][/b]None/they take the appearance of males most of the time
[b][color=708090]Class/Job:[/color][/b]Soul Concoctionist and Supplier

[h3][b][i][color=708090][center]Physical Attributes[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=708090]Appearence:[/color][/b]
[img]http://disney-planet.fr/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/Cobra-Bubbles-personnage-lilo-et-stitch-04.jpg[/img]
[b][color=708090]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b] Tavern Look - A black Tattoo on his head having 3 conjoined "H" letters,"HHH". 2 black tattoos covering both his arms starting from the back of his hands slither like black flaming serpents all the way to his shoulders. 2 golden earrings.
[b][color=708090]Strengths:[/color][/b][list][*]Top of the food chain as far as soul prowess go.[*]Nigh-Indestructible[*]Expert Soul Manipulator[/list]

[h3][b][i][color=708090][center]Extras[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=708090]Character Quote:[/color][/b] Every soul is theirs, just not claimed yet.
[b][color=708090]Theme Song:[/color][/b] [youtube]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3X_i627ELQ[/youtube]
[b][color=708090]Aura Color:[/color][/b]A deep black all consuming darkness for lack of better words. The aura of a black hole if you will.
[b][color=708090]Scent:[/color][/b]Nothing.
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[i][b]Westley:[/b] To the pain means the first thing you will lose will be your feet below the ankles. Then your hands at the wrists. Next your nose. 
[b]Prince:[/b] And then my tongue I suppose, I killed you too quickly the last time. A mistake I don’t mean to duplicate tonight. 
[b]Westley:[/b] I wasn’t finished. The next thing you will lose will be your left eye followed by your right. 
[b]Prince:[/b] And then my ears, I understand let’s get on with it. 
[b]Westley:[/b] Wrong! Your ears you keep and I’ll tell you why. So that every shriek of every child at seeing your hideousness will be yours to cherish. Every babe that weeps at your approach, every woman who cries out, “Dear God! What is that thing,” will echo in your perfect ears. That is what to the pain means. It means I leave you in anguish, wallowing in freakish misery forever.[/i]