The tall grey alternative rock troll sat on the couch of his band's lounge area, just relaxing, it had been a long day of rehearsal and this rabid animal of a man was exhausted. He laid his head back with a heavy sigh, taking off his shirt to try and combat the heat.

Manic was a man of few words,simply because he has a hard time speaking. He doesn't know English very well, usually speaking in broken english, which is very difficult for him. Grunting, barking was easier.