Post by MAHKENZIE GARLAND on Nov 6, 2012 22:30:18 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 0px 20px 0px; border-radius: 20px 0px 20px 0px; padding: 10px; border: #000000 solid 0px; ] stuck in this daydream. [style=font-family: helvetica; font-size: 13px; letter-spacing: 6px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center;]ALI FULL NAME: mahkenzie lee garland ALIAS: kenzie DATE OF BIRTH: twenty seventh october ninety one AGE: twenty one OCCUPATION: escort SEXUALITY: straight PLAY BY: jana kramer LOCAL [style=background-color: #65727A; border: 10px solid #65727A; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 10px; color: white; text-align: center;]personality |
[/li][li]Naive In being so sweet, comes being naive. She tries her hardest to see the good in everyone, which tends to lead to herself being walked on more often then not.
[/li][li]Honest Kenzie has never really been one to lie, instead she would avoid the question by changing the subject, or she could be blunt and just tell you the truth.
[/li][li]Bitchy Now, Kenzie is a sweetheart in most aspects; but you can only push someone so far. Kenzie was no different. She would snap, and it normally wasn't pretty, but you did have to push her pretty far to get to that.
[/li][li]Driven If she wanted something, she would get it. And no, it would never be a hand out. Kenzie would work for what she wanted as she had ever since a child.
[/li][li]Innocent Kenzie was a virgin, and was not proud of it. Someone of her age should have a couple partners under their belt but not her. So she tended to act a little more experienced than she was. Even as an escort, she never allowed it to go as far as full blown sex. Which may have actually been some of the appeal to her customers coming back for more.
[/li][li]Sneaky Kenzie knew how to use her looks to get ahead in life, not that she did it often. She just always kept it an option if there were no other options.
[/li][li]Intelligent She was a highly intelligent girl, and no one could contest that. And soon enough she would go back to school, but for right now she was simply enjoying life.
[/li][li]Mellow There was not much that bothered this girl, instead she took most everything in stride, and was normally fun to be around as she tended to always be in a good mood.
[/li][li]Trustworthy Kenzie was the kind of girl you could tell your deepest darkest secret to and know that she would never utter a word to a soul.[/LIST]
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[style=background-color: #65727A; border: 10px solid #65727A; font-family: georgia; letter-spacing: 10px; color: white; text-align: center;]physical description
- Kenzie has one scar down the left side of her spine about 4 inches. Though it is barely visible because of how well it has healed, she is still very, very self conscious about it.
- Kenzie has one tattoo behind her ear of a small horse shoe that can only be seen once she pulls up her mocha colored hair.
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Kenzie was born in the small town of Braxton Georgia to two loving parents. She had learned to ride at the young age of three years old, and had since loved it. Her parents has supported her in every means of her dreams, and had even taken the step to home schooling her so she could make it to every rodeo that has barrel racing in it. Of course, Kenz had been forced to give up a lot of her normal child hood of making friends, hanging out, and getting into trouble. But for a horse, Kenzie never minded.
Kenzie, herself, had been in many riding wrecks. She was, how do you say, accident prone? Which was exactly what this girl was. From riding at the young age of three, she had horses flipping over on her, kicks, bites, tramples, falls, and many; many broken bones including her hack once. Yet she was resiliant, and she was doing well from the injuries she had for such a young age. As a matter of fact, you would never be able to tell that she had the accident, unless you saw her with her clothes off. Which, might be one of the reasons she never had taken her clothes off for a man, and as for swimming, she did that at her own personal home where no one could see her.
Through growing up she had become mature, and had never had too much of an interest in boys. Well, there was one. Five years ago, actually to the day, Kenzie was back in Texas. It had been a warm day out, and all she wanted to do was go to the local swimming hole with her boyfriend, and all her friends. She was supposed to go get her brother from school and walk him home. But Kenzie was young, and what she wanted was always going to come first. So her brother made his last treck towards home, when a drunk driver lost control and struck him, and two other small children who walked in his path. Nothing had ever been the same since that day. Her mother and father divorced, and she had never heard from her mother again. She felt as though Kenz was to blame. And Kenz felt the same, if she had been there; maybe she could have saved them. Ah, but the past was the past. But she would never forget..
[/style]Kenzie, herself, had been in many riding wrecks. She was, how do you say, accident prone? Which was exactly what this girl was. From riding at the young age of three, she had horses flipping over on her, kicks, bites, tramples, falls, and many; many broken bones including her hack once. Yet she was resiliant, and she was doing well from the injuries she had for such a young age. As a matter of fact, you would never be able to tell that she had the accident, unless you saw her with her clothes off. Which, might be one of the reasons she never had taken her clothes off for a man, and as for swimming, she did that at her own personal home where no one could see her.
Through growing up she had become mature, and had never had too much of an interest in boys. Well, there was one. Five years ago, actually to the day, Kenzie was back in Texas. It had been a warm day out, and all she wanted to do was go to the local swimming hole with her boyfriend, and all her friends. She was supposed to go get her brother from school and walk him home. But Kenzie was young, and what she wanted was always going to come first. So her brother made his last treck towards home, when a drunk driver lost control and struck him, and two other small children who walked in his path. Nothing had ever been the same since that day. Her mother and father divorced, and she had never heard from her mother again. She felt as though Kenz was to blame. And Kenz felt the same, if she had been there; maybe she could have saved them. Ah, but the past was the past. But she would never forget..
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