Dollarweed Drummer

## Biographical information

### Marital status

Single. Got very close to Trump Tulip, but the relationship kinda just fell through.

## Physical Description

Dollarweed Drummer is a green and slender fellow, just like my cousin. Come to think of it, I really don't see him too often anymore, so I don't know what happened to him. Anyways, he has little spherical hand-thingies, and spinning disc-things. I can't describe things well... and I haven't even played the Chinese version of PvZ2, so I have no idea what the fuck I'm talking about.

## Life

### The Early Days

Don't try and ask about the birth of Dollarweed Drummer... I don't exactly know what happened with that. I think it was something involving tacos, and the intercontinental U.S. I've tried asking, but they refuse to answer me.

### Teen Years

Nevertheless, Dollarweed Drummer was only a mere teen whenever he was drafted into was like the Plant equivalent of World War 3. Remember when we thought that was going to happen? Those were good times. Anyways, the world was becoming completely overrun by zombies, more so to an extent than it ever was before. The amount of Plants needed to fend them all off was growing bigger by the hour, so measures started to get drastic. Some of these reinforcements included those that hadn't yet reached the manly mustache-growing age of 18, since the supply of adults was beginning to grow more and more puny. One of these young combatants was Dollarweed Drummer, who was very stern about not wanting to enter this battle. He wanted to flee, but he was well aware that the 'commanders' would've ended up spotting him quickly and send him out there to potential death. Knowing that resistance would be pointless, he let in, and was dispatched to like some park or something, Luckily, Dollarweed used his power of his particularly sick beats to boost the morale of nearby plants, giving them the confidence to keep on fighting. Little did he know that this very battlefield was where he would meet would become the love of his life, Trump Tulip.

It was just a grassy field in an abandoned park, with some other plants, and they ended up near each other by chance. When most of the zombies were killed or fled out of the area, they were finally able to take a short break. They locked eyes with each other, which made Dollarweed Drummer pause for a second. "Hey dude, what's your name," Trump Tulip asked. Dollarweed was staring into space, and didn't respond. Tulip paused for a moment, and then asked "Dude, are you okay?" Dollarweed then snapped of his trance and replied "Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm... I'm fine." He slouched down against a shattered fountain, with Tulip following behind him. They just sat there, staring out at the sunset, covered in a blanket of dark grey clouds. "Can you believe this shit?" said Trump Tulip. "Just a few days ago, things were okay, but now we have to get caught up in this junk." Dollarweed Drummer was silent for a bit, the cussing caught him of guard. He didn't know why he was so fixated there.

…

Later that night, many of the plants that were fighting all day got to finally rest - the zombies did not stop coming, but thankfully an entire legion of plants would take turns fending the town as the moon rose into the sky. The sleepy and exhausted plants were ordered to sleep in the abandoned houses of humans who've gone missing under, 'mysterious circumstances', let's say. Dollarweed was predictably excited that he could finally rest his little bulb hand-thingies. But when finding what house to seek refuge in, he remembered the plant that caught his eyes earlier ago. He's had feelings for other female plants, there was no doubt about it, although no other plant with the same gender as him had ever made him feel like that.. Dollarweed brushed off though. Hey, it was probably nothing at the end of the day. Though he did want to meet up with Tulip again. But before all that, he knew that it was time to take a nap. So he went into a house, not knowing that it had a group of stupid girls that made him want to drink pesticides.

TO BE CONTINUED

## Notes & Trivia

* This is the first even-moderately homosexual character on this Wiki. THIS thing is, of all characters.
* Jellyfish cookies