Full name: Marshall Vincent Johnson
Age: Twenty years old
Gender: Male
Band: Muted Morality and The Naked Avenue
Role: Drummer
Height: 5’10
Weight: 143 lbs
Eye color: Dark brown
Orientation: Bisexual
Relationship: Single, due to commitment issues
Dreams: To become a world renowned drummer. For the band to be successful
Phobias:
Coulrophobia- Fear of clowns
Muriphobia- Fear of mice
Likes:
+Coffee
+The sunlight
+Cuddling
+Playing the drums
+Having fun
+Being carefree
+Joking around
Dislikes:
-The cold
-Fighting (physical and verbal)
-Sweets
-People making fun of his little accent
-Sleeping In
-Abuse
-People worrying
-Serious situations
-The snow
Appearance: To the left
Habits:
Marshall has a habit of tapping his fingers or drumsticks on hard surfaces. When he is not paying attention, he’d start tapping a random set of rhythms.
Marshall also has a strange habit of leaning on others. Whenever someone is close by, he’ll lean on them.
Marshall most annoying habit is to wake up extremely early. His body is programed to walk up at 5am every morning. He’ll sit up and do work, or lay around until the others wake up as well.
Origin: Ireland
Theme song: Here, Here, and Here by Meg and Dia
Theme song lyrics
The time of my life, a record of myself
An accurate sketch of perfect health
A roof on my head, shoes on my feet
Plenty of room, plenty to eat
Been very far, made lots of friends
And I love my mother, hope to see her again
I'm a wanderer now, sorrow befalls me
I laugh often so I suppose I'm gonna be fine
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing"
And that's all we do
We just write and play and write and play and write and...
Here, here and here
He pointed to his heart and mind and ears
He said "here, here and here"
He pointed to his heart and mind and ears
Here, here and here
He pointed to his heart and mind and ears
He said "here, here and here"
He pointed to his heart and mind and ears
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing" (Here, here and here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (He pointed to his heart and mind and ears)
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing" (Here here and here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (He pointed to his heart and mind and ears)
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing" (Here, here and here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (He pointed to his heart and mind and ears)
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing" (Here here and here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (He pointed to his heart and mind and ears)
The time of my life, a record of myself
An accurate sketch of perfect health
A roof on my head, shoes on my feet
Plenty of room, plenty to eat
Been very far, made lots of friends
And I love my mother, hope to see her again
I'm a wanderer now, sorrow befalls me
I laugh often so I suppose I'm gonna be fine
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing"
And that's all we do
We just write and play and write and play and write and...
Here, here and here
He pointed to his heart and mind and ears
He said "here, here and here"
He pointed to his heart and mind and ears
Here, here and here
He pointed to his heart and mind and ears
He said "here, here and here"
He pointed to his heart and mind and ears
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing" (Here, here and here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (He pointed to his heart and mind and ears)
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing" (Here here and here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (He pointed to his heart and mind and ears)
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing" (Here, here and here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (He pointed to his heart and mind and ears)
Mozart he said "there's nothing to composing" (Here here and here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (He pointed to his heart and mind and ears)
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