mahkenzie lee garland

[ali]

-- MAHKENZIE LEE GARLAND !

-- NAME: MahKenzie Lee Garland
-- NICKNAMES: Kenz, Kenzie, Mackie
-- AGE & BIRTHDAY: twenty one, October 27th
-- BIRTH PLACE: Hope, Texas
-- ORIENTATION: Straight
-- OCCUPATION & SCHOOL GRADE: Senior.
-- PLAYED BY: Carrie Underwood

-- PERSONALITY !

-- TRUSTWORTHY: Kenzie was the type of girl you could tell your deepest darkest secret to, and you would be able to believe that she would never tell anyone. She knew how it felt to have someone betray her trust. So, she had never taken a liking to just telling everyone's business to everyone else. She was also not one to lie either. You could say the girl was honest to a fault. She had learned in church when she a child that a lie was a sin, and in sinning you would go to hell. She knew hell was not really somewhere she wanted to be; so from then on she had decided to be honest with herself and everyone around her. A good many of times you would find Kenzie grounded to her room because she had told her parents the truth about what she had done. She felt if you lied then how could you even trust yourself. So It would come to show some of Kenzie’s character.
-- INNOCENT: Kenzie being twenty one, was still a virgin. She almost had no interest in really going any farther than kissing and fondling. She was the type to know that it was smarter to wait for the right guy, than to just spread her legs for every Joe Shmo that commented on her looks. Kenzie did not play into the smooth talk, she knew what guys were after; and they were not getting that from her. The Bible also stated that; and as everyone knew she followed the Bible quite avidly. However, she was innocent, but not only in just the sexual sense of the word. She was also naive, and tried to see the good in everyone. Always wanting to believe that everyone had something good about them. She didn't believe in evil people, they were just misunderstood. Which all plays into her sense of innocence. She figured some day her innocence would either get her hurt, or it would come to an end. Either way, she knew she had no control over it.
-- INTELLIGENT: Kenzie was a very intelligent girl. She excelled in school, and pretty much anything around her. Back in high school not only was she a tutor, but she was the girl everyone wanted to sit next to so they could copy off her work. It had never really phased her when someone cheated off her, she didn't get snippy, or jealous, she took it as she was just helping them out; and Kenzie was big on helping other people. She loved school, and it showed in her work. The Teachers had always seemed to love Kenzie, and she liked them too. She was dedicated to her schooling, and that was probably why the girl graduated Valedictorian of her class.
-- BITCHY Though Kenzie was intelligent, trustworthy, and Innocent; she still could be quite the bitch. It seemed to really take a little to get her to that point; but once you crossed that line with her you were sure to see that side of her. She never was one to let people walk all over her, and in this sense is when you would see the 'bitch' come out of her. She had never really gotten along with girls well, more of the guy-friend type of girl. Girls just seemed to know how the bring this side out of her, and no, she didn't like this side. Kenzie preferred to be nice, but unfortunately it was impossible to be nice all the time. She was the type of girl who just seemed to know how to cut you down in one or two simple statements, and she used this to her advantage. As stated; nobody could be nice all the time.
--TOUGH Tough... Yeah, that really could describe the girl. Not only in the way that may describe her strength, but also in the way that would describe her well being. Things had been tough on Kenzie when her brother passed, and her Mom blamed it all on her, yet somehow she managed to keep her head up. Well, if you do not count her binge stage for a short couple of weeks. Physically, and emotionally the girl seemed to have this way of keeping herself together, and everyone else around her for that matter. Course, physically she was most likely not the girl you wanted to mess with, simply because she had been a working girl all her life and she had muscles in places most other girls around these parts didn’t. But despite her tough exterior, she was nothing but a huge softy.

--ROMANTIC Not, quite the mooshy gooshy romantic type, but she still dreamed of once day finding herself wrapped up in a love song. Who didn’t? She enjoyed getting flowers and chocolates from her boyfriends, but she was not going to be the type of girl who demanded it from them. She liked it to be a surprise, and for it just to come to her by their own likings. She herself also treated the guys she was with like gold… and maybe that was why most of her relationships had failed to date. She was known to be the girl who would spend her last dime trying to make her boyfriend happy, and in the end it never helped anything. None the less, she remained a hopeless romantic.

-- LOVES:

• Horses
  
• Reading
  
• Cowboys
  
• Chocolate
  
• Dogs
  
• Parties
  
• Trucks
  
• Music
  
• Guitar
  
• Singing

-- HATES:

• Snobby-ness
  
• Cats
  
• Ignorance
  
• Capeside
  
• Mean people
  
• Roses
  
• Pistachio Nut
  
• Being Alone
  
• Her ex
  
• drugs

-- HISTORY !

Kenzie was born into the loving hands of Brenda and Ryan Garland, little did she knew she would learn to ride shortly after she learned to walk. The two parents had always wanted a little baby girl, and when Brenda had received the plus sign on the pregnancy test she had been more than thrilled with the news, and so hadn't Ryan. They had taken every precaution to ensure that that little baby was born healthy to them, and when the Doctor said those three words, tears filled both their eyes. "Its a girl!"

Kenzie Was born on the twenty seventh of October and was forever known as Mackenzie Lee Garland. The little girl was born with astonishing green eyes that could captivate the hearts of anyone. She seemed to be able to always brighten up a darkened room. She had been a slightly demanding baby, taking up most of the time of Brenda, and sadly to say, the woman had to give up barrels for quite some time to take care of Kenzie while her Father was gone to rodeos. She knew that in time, she too would be going to those rodeos, she just needed to care for their daughter, and stay behind at the country ranch.

Kenzie learned to ride shortly after she began walking. She remembered climbing up into that saddle as a sweet little girl, only to be thrown to the ground, but she got back up, and eventually she had that pony broken like a little puppy dog. It was in her blood to be good with horses, and she was. Kenzie was astonishing with a horse, and any type of animal. She just had the touch that horses wanted. She began to ride, show, and train horses as a young girl, working out for many farms. She had loved doing this, and being on the road almost every weekend. Though, it also did not leave her much time to do things with kids her age. She was working, and with work came no play.

However, not everything was all cupcakes and sprinkles in Kenzie's past. She was a mere fifteen, and expected to go and fetch her brother at the bus stop one summer day. Kenzie had other plans. Being fifteen she wanted to go see her boyfriend; her little brother would make it home okay. But, he didn't ever make it home again. A drunk driver struck him, and three other children killing them. It had not been long after the funeral that the fighting had begun in the Garland home. Her Mother and Father would scream at each other all through the night. Brenda hated Kenzie after that; blaming Colton's death on her. If she had just gone to get him that day, then maybe she could have seen the car coming, and not only would her brother still be around, but so would the three other children he killed on that day.

Not long after the arguments began, they stopped. Brenda had packed her things, and she had left Ryan and Kenzie. She said that it was too much to sit here and remember a child that was killed by her other child. Those words had destroyed Kenzie. She began to party, drinking more and more as the days passed. Though, she got over that stage, and quit that habit. Now several years later here she was in Capeside. A place where she had spent a few summers as a kid, but no where she wanted to live. Her Father had just wanted better for her, so he had sent her here, to live in his Summer Home and continue her schooling. She was not sure what would come of this place, but she was sure that she hated it.

-- SAMPLE !

Kenzie was a girl that was not to be messed with, yet she didn't look for trouble. Her blue eyes were soft and kind, which matched her charming personality. There was a lot to her, yet there was not much at all. Kenzie was flat up country, she was sweet, and she was innocent as hell. Being raised in Hazard County Kentucky had taught her the ropes of being able to have a hard shell. The people there were cold, and judgmental, and from being here, it was seeming like they were the same way, if not worse. Kenzie had been hoping for better from this place, but as time went on, it was simply impossible for her to keep believing that. She could feel those harsh glances on her, judging her and her appearance. She wasn't used to it. her Justin boots, plaid tied over shirt, and her white tank top, with a pair of tight wranglers would have been a turn on back in Kentucky, but here, it was like a social suicide. What the hell was she going to do?

Back in Kentucky she had been called one of the prettier girls, and one of the more popular girls. back there guys liked the nice country girls, and she was right up there in that category. She was used to being wanted, but she never gave anyone anything. She wouldn't tell you if you asked, but Kenzie was a virgin. She had never had sex, and she planned on waiting till she was in love with the man she was with. As of right then, she had never been in love, and she was not afraid to admit it. Maybe she was missing out, but she was not going to throw that word around like it was some little tiny thing. love meant a lot to her, and it wasn't something to be messed around with, and she knew that. She wasn't going to be like all those other stupid tens that threw that word around, it was not right.

In Kentucky she was also more comfortable. If there was one thing Kenzie had ever been in love with, that was her horses. She had a major horse farm back in Kentucky, but having to move here they had cut back on hteir stock, only bringing ten, then they would work off of that. She missed all the horses they sold. She had named almost all of them, since they sold the foals. There was one that she missed more than anything; Ima Cool Skippa W. That little colt had her heart, and when he had been loaded up onto that twenty five foot goose neck, her heart had broken. He was her pride and joy, but that was the business. You breed, you train, you sell, and you buy. She knew that too, but it was not like it was easy for her to stomach. That colt had been bottle fed since he was born when his dam abandoned him, and he was hers, and then he was gone. Poor little Cool. She missed him dearly, and she would get him back, she knew she would no matter what she had to do she would get him back. She had to.

All in All, Florida wasn't that bad. The weather was always nice, and the Horse Ranch they had bought was top of the line. She had been able to ride everyday and she could feel her calf muscles toning up even more from the work she had to put on her two year old colt. He was a lot of work, and she had been working like crazy on that little man. Course, this was never going to seem like home. The beautiful girl would tell you that straight out, this was never going to be home. She would try and act like it was, but it never would be, it never could be. She wanted it to be, and her family was already settling down real well, with a few new horses, and some to train. Kenzie always put on that beautiful smile to fool her parents, but inside she was dying. She longed for Kentucky, but she wouldn't be going back anytime soon. That was another thing that basically killed her. She wanted to be back there so bad with her friends, and her ex Mike, but nope, she was here and single. How freaking sucky?

Kenzie slowly entered the gym. There was one thing Kenzie looked forward too; Yit. he was a great guy, and she got along with him. there was something about his bad boy attitude that just drew her in like a moth to one of the electric things that zapped them. She knew she had gym with him, and dang did she enjoy seeing him without much on, but that was beside the point. She knew there was a lot of people wanting to be with him, and quite frankly she didn't believe she could compete with them. Again, there came her humble attitude. The girl was absolutely amazingly gorgeous, but she didn't think there was any way in hell she could get her hands on him, so she knew she had to play nice, and play friends. She held her hot pink gym bag in her hand as she moved in with a pair of holed up wranglers that fit ehr perfectly with her black Justin boots, and her oversize pink gemmed belt and buckle. Her hair fell down her shoulders in straight waves to just below her chest, and her eyes were lined with black, and lips tainted pink.

After changing Kenzie stood out on the gym floor, glancing around with her beautiful blue eyes. She was just wondering when Yit would be there to entertain her with his accent. She loved foreign boys, and she loved listening to him talk, it was amazing. Sure enough, there was Yit, not even bothering to change first, just sauntering over to her in all his hotness. She smirked at him a little bit as he spoke to her. "Hey Yit, I am doin` pretty good. How `bout ya`self?" her thick drawl tainted her lyrics, and it almost embarrassed her. No one spoke like that there, not even her cousins. It was slightly weird to hear herself speaking and then listen to others, she sounded so different from anyone else, and she wished she spoke like a regular person. She glanced up at him, him having a great deal of height on her, and she smiled at him. her blue eyes glinted as she stood next to him. "You'd best go change you cute little butt up, and get back out here to talk to me." she teased and flashed him a smile. She was innocent alright.

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-- OOC !

-- NAME OR ALIAS: Ali
-- AGE: nineteen
-- THREE WORDS THAT DESCRIBE YOU: Funny, sarcastic, dramatic =]=]
-- HOW YOU FOUND US: Support

[* NIKKI THE PEACOCK QUEEN]

- Please re-read your writing, there is a lot of silly mistakes
- Watch your tenses, you seem to switch a bit
- There is no light and dark to this personality.. It’s all just positive. Everyone has negative things about them. Try adding another trait that isn’t so positive, or explaining how her current ones can have down sides
- Your sentence structure is really hard to follow in some places. Again, re-read through your writing and you should be able to pick up on what I mean
- It’s not a good idea to make huge generalizations. There are bound to be people who don’t like your character, or aren’t captivated by her
- It’s actually impossible for a child who can’t even walk to ‘learn to ride’. It may be a saying, but it’s not something that actually happens.
- Watch how often you repeat yourself. You tend to say the same thing several different ways
- Capeside isn’t Boston.
- Your last paragraph seems kind of rushed, out of order with the rest of the history, and seems to have no affect on her.

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[ali]

alright, I believe I fixed everything you had mentioned but there was a lot to fix so if I missed something just tell me and I will give it another go [lol] sorry it was like 4 am for me last night typing this up. I had no idea I had made so many mistakes. Kind of embarassing since I am taking English comp lol

[jesse]

There are still a few of the things Nikki mentioned that have gone uncorrected. There are silly mistakes (mostly misspellings, incorrect capitalization and punctuation) that make the application hard to read as well as hard to follow sentence structure. I'm gonna suggest that you read this out loud to yourself to help you see what we're trying to say when we say it's hard to follow.

Also, you repeat a lot of things. Especially in your personality paragraphs. Instead of giving us a "She doesn't lie. Lying is bad." Give us a why. Why doesn't she lie. Why does she tell the truth. Use examples from her past.

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[ali]

Alright so I gave it another shot... if it's not right, I am just going to have to re-write the whole thing I guess.

[jesse]

Okay, I've re-read this a few times. And at this point it still reads so awkward and choppy that I can't accept it. This account will be removed to keep us from collecting inactive accounts but if you'd like to try again you can reregister with the same user. Again, I'm sorry, I know you worked really hard on revising.

-- DENIED !

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