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Ben, 19, sophomore from New Jersey.
"I am sharper than a razor, eyes made of lasers, bolder than the truth" -janelle monae
Marshall: Follow my lead
Marshall: Good little girl, always picking a fight with
me. You know that I’m bad, but you’re spending the
with me. What do you want from my world? You’re a good
Fionna: Bad little boy, that’s what you’re acting like.
I really don’t buy that you’re that kind of guy. And if
you are… why do you want to hang out with me?
Marshall: Don’t you know I’m a villain?
Every night I’m out killin’, sendin’ everyone runnin’
like children. I know why you’re mad at me. I’ve got
demon eyes and they’re lookin’ right through your
anatomy, into your deepest fears. Baby, I’m not from
here. I’m from the Nightosphere. To me you’re clear,
transparent. You’ve got a thing for me girl. It’s
Marshall:Did you think I was lying?
I said I’m evil without even trying
Already dead so I’m not scared of dying
Drinking the red from your heart in one sitting
You think you’ve got me pegged
You must be kidding
I raise the dead up and they do my bidding
Girl, I’m a thousand years old
I’m a riddle
I’m a bad little boy
Yes I’m bad,
But I’m not little