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character info: kenzie is a young aspiring author. she is originally from edmonton, alberta but has lived in kentucky for quite some time now, starting when she moved for university. she has a rough past living on the streets, but that is her past, and something she refuses to let control her life.
lyrics: i howled at the moon with friends. and then the sun came crashing in. but all the possibilities. no limits just epiphanies. i'm never gonna look back. whoa, I'm never gonna give it up. no, just don't wake me now.
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Jun 4 2014, 02:28 PM
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<b>"euhh"</b> she sighed wiping up the vacated tables. kenzie got stuck working the closing shift and it just happened to be thursday which is the only day of the week they stayed open until eleven. it wasn't like she would have gotten to bed much earlier if she had the night off, but at least she wouldn't be all alone mopping floors and making lattes for stuck up business men. <p>

the other girl had to leave earlier since she was convinced she had caught some sort of flu bug, although the brunette had a suspicion it was all a lie, and had almost called her out on it. kenzie often had a thing for keeping her tongue. it just didn't come naturally to her, so she was often left apologizing for some cruel comment she made, or fast comeback. <p>

looking around the empty shop, she took a quick peek at the clock. desperation overcame her as she rolled up her sleeves to her elbows, and began to mop the dry mud from the floor. the rain and occasional clashes of thunder booming around outside the shop. it was a nasty thunderstorm just as the weatherman on channel 9 had predicted. kenzie honestly didn't mind the rain. she liked the fresh dew smell it left on every surface, and the way each drop delicately danced from the sky. most women worried about ruining their hair or their make up, but since she normally just had her hair down and naturally curly, with very minimal make up consisting of a thin layer of mascara and some concealer - it didn't bother her much.<p>

turning the soft, melodic harmonies up, she began her hard labour. the mop swished and matched the pounding of the rain on the roof, and she lost herself in that rhythm not even realizing when a customer walked in.
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May 24 2014, 06:39 AM
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kenzie smiled as she strode down the large main aisle way towards max's box stall. he resided in the last one on the right and you could always tell it was his, because he constantly had his head sticking over the door. a look of anticipation in his eyes, he gave her a small nicker. <b>"i know it's breakfast time!"</b> her voice was thick as she reassured her gelding.<p>

the sun had just begun to come over the horizon and it sent a soft romantic feel throughout the facilities. the young women had wanted to come out to the barn before anyone else and before the sun got to hot. with the temperatures warming up it could get pretty hot with the sun blaring on your back as you rode, which made for an uncomfortable ride.<p>

the bolt slid open easily, and she slid the door open. some horses would have ran out and tried an escape, but after a few years max was polite enough to wait until she motioned with her arm before stepping onto the clean cement. his hooves clanked as she walked, him following gayly along behind her. his little black ears twitching with every movement and sound that emanated from around the barn full of horses. <b>whoah.</b> she commaneded and he happily obliged as she leaned down to grab a curry comb from her grooming bucket.<p>

starting at his neck she worked her way all around his body before repeating with a dandy brush. his coat was covered in thick hair, that could be hard to manage, but due to kenzie's consistent grooming he stayed looking spotless and shiny. moving onto the next step, she quickly grabbed her western saddle and saddle blanket from the tack room. she left max standing by himself at liberty, as she always did. she was a local celebrity for the work she had done with the gelding. since he was extremely head-shy she choose to not use any head equipment. it was a relationship built on trust and respect, and one she couldn't imagine living without.<p>

just as she expected him to be he stood still as a statue. his rear leg cocked, his head level with his whithers, as he waited patiently for his girl. giving a small grin, she placed the pad on his back, rolling out the wrinkles, before putting the heavy saddle on. his ears motored around their axis, but the rest of him stayed still,as she cinched the saddle and did a quick look over. everything seemed good. <b>"come along max,"</b> she said as led him out of the open barn door towards the gravel driveway.<p>

her tobiano gypsy vanner glanced around the empty yard, but didn't flinch as kenzie gave her cinch a check and then mounted up. she settled herself nicely, before grabbing some mane more so to have something to hold, that for an actual purpose, and then <i>clucked</i> with her tongue. she thought this sunday would be a good day to get out of the arena, and head out on a well-deserved trail ride. <p>

her hips swung to marvelous max's rocking gait as they headed towards the entrance to the trail path. the song birds chirped happily, and she could hear the slightest sound of the river they would soon encounter as it ran and bumped against the rocks. the sun beat down on both horse and rider, and kenzie was glad she choose to wear a plain white tank top accented with black horizontal stripes, and her plain old blue washed jeans. of course, you can't forget the blinged out cowgirl boots that she wore everywhere, and the beige hat that sat perfectly perched on top of her crazy brown curls.

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<b>friends :: </b> her friends would be the people that can deal with her natural chattiness, and her sometimes feisty attitude. she can be quite brutally honest and rarely has a filter, so someone that can stand up for themselves would be good. both males and females are welcome, but beware she will be a little untrusting of boys just for the first little while until she gets to know you. i think one best friend and a few other close friends would be good for her.<p>

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<b>enemies :: </b> kenzie has a big mouth which equals a few enemies. she will probably say something that she shouldn't which can add up haters pretty fast. she wouldn't do much about them. haters be hating! but if things were to actually turn into something she would turn catty and could get physical if confronted although verbal smack downs are more her style. people who also don't like her being a lesbian could fit here!<p>

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<b>lovers :: </b>if you didn't read her app (which you maybe should!) she is a homosexual, in which case she can only be sexually attracted to women. men just aren't for her. she is openly lesbian and isn't afraid to admit it to the world. it is a part of who she is and she plans on embracing it! anyways, i think a few girlfriends would be cool. maybe a one night stand when she is drunk or something to stir up some drama here and there, but in the end she should meet some nice girl who compliments her. they would probably be really close friends at first and then move into another realm.

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May 23 2014, 04:33 PM
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<div style="margin-top:20px;"><img src="http://i59.tinypic.com/1585dlj.jpg"></div><div style="color:#fff; font-family:playfair display; font-size:18px; margin-top:10px; padding-bottom:3px; border-bottom:1px solid #fff; width: 250px;"><i>marvelous max</i></div>
<div style="color:#fff; font-family:playfair display; font-size:10px; margin-top:5px; width: 250px;"><i>a 14 year old black & white gypsy vanner gelding</i></div>
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>barn name</i></div>
max<br><br>

<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>height</i></div>
14.3 hh<br><br>

<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>markings</i></div>
  • tobiano pattern
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>trained in</i></div>
  • english pleasure
  • western pleasure
  • mounted games
  • liberty trick horse
  • trail
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>personality</i></div>
max is a gentle gelding. he is everyone's best friend and he loves people (probably more than he does other horses). always willing to try his hardest to please, he is very easy to work with and train. he came from a rough background so he is extremely head shy, so kenzie trained him to go bridleless. he much prefers it and it saves time tacking up. max is very laid back and just an overall amazing horse!
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</div><div style="color:#fff; font-family:playfair display; font-size:10px; margin-top:10px; width: 250px;"><i>owned by kenzie marrazzo</i></div></div>


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<div style="color:#fff; font-family:playfair display; font-size:10px; margin-top:5px; width: 250px;"><i>26. author/barista. boarder. kat dennings. </i></div>
<div style="height:280px; width:230px; overflow:auto; margin-top: 10px; padding: 20px; background-color: #fff; text-align:justify;"><div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>full name</i></div>
kenzie leigh marrazzo<br><br>


<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>nickname(s)</i></div>
kenzie<br><br>

<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>age & date of birth</i></div>
26, october 30th<br><br>

<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>sexuality</i></div>
homosexual<br><br>

<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>occupation</i></div>
author & barista<br><br>

<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>hometown</i></div>
edmonton, alberta<br><br>

<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>family</i></div>
  • joanna thomas (mother) - currently resides in edmonton, alberta with her loving second husband. works as a waitress at a local diner.
  • frank marrazzo (father) - current location is unknown, as he moves from place to place with for his job at a trucking company.
  • laura marrazzo (sister) - currently resides in lethbridge, alberta with her loving fiancĂ© and two young girls. is a stay-at-home mom, although she hopes to one day open her own business.
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>other important persons</i></div>
  • liam thomas (step-father) - currently resides in edmonton, alberta with his wife. works as a teacher.
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>strengths</i></div>
  • writing and reading skills
  • her connection and ability to work with horses
  • her charm
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>weaknesses</i></div>
  • controlling her temper
  • holding her tongue
  • chocolate
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>hopes/dreams/goals</i></div>
  • meet someone, fall in love, and live happily-ever-after
  • write a bestselling novel
  • help more horses
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>fears</i></div>
  • losing max
  • her family
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>history</i></div>
  • born into a broken family, she was forced to live in bad conditions. they were very poor and her mother had a drinking problem, while her father left constantly to work as a nationwide truck driver.
  • her father left when she was only 3 on one of his trips and never came back.
  • joanna was constantly drunk and didn't have a job so they ended up going bankrupt and being forced to live on the street. kenzie was only 8 years old at the time.
  • neither of the girls went to school, because they didn't have the money to attend public school, nor the time as they kept their mom from completely losing her mind.
  • her older sister, laura had always been the prized, good child leaving kenzie in the dust. she stood up for their mother and was always prim and proper. anything that went wrong was blamed on the young girl, at at 12 years old she was covered in bruises and scars from her mothers drunk rage.
  • kenzie was 14 when she was raped by a young man on the streets. she managed to conceive a child, but kept it a secret knowing that her mother would beat her to death if she were to find out.
  • they lived on the streets and fended for themselves for a little while longer until her mother found liam. they quickly fell in love, and he helped her sober up as well as gave the girls a roof over their head.
  • she had the child on her own in the bathroom. he was born with the umbilical cord wrapped tight around his neck, and deceased. she didn't know what to do, so out of pure desperation she disposed of her son's body and the towels, and acted as though nothing happened. no one ever found out, but it still haunts her.
  • school came easily to her, and she quickly picked up writing and reading. it was her outlet and she threw herself into the hobby, studying amazing authors such as shakespeare. it was kenzie's true passion and she greatly enjoyed it.
  • liam and her mother got married the year kenzie graduated. her sister had since left the household to run off with her boyfriend. the last few years of her teenage time was pretty sane with no drinking and no abuse.
  • kenzie still held the pain and guilt, not to mention the scars on her back from her childhood. she wanted a fresh start which is when she moved to kentucky. it was far enough from her parents and her sister, but not across the country. they also had a very nice university where she could attend and get a bachelors in english to help push her writing further.
  • she first saw a horse when her best friend in university owned one. she loved to go out and see the gentle gelding, and eventually she learned to ride. it was more of a self-taught kind of thing, as she hopped on completely tackless and just had some fun.
  • kenzie's rode her friends horse for quite some time, until she took quite a fall. broke a few bones and sprained some muscles. it was then she decided to take some formal riding lessons. she signed up at a local stable and it was there she spent the next two years learning all about horsemanship and how it works.
  • she saw max at an auction headed to the slaughter house just after her 23rd birthday. she could see the pain in his eyes. the same pain she had once held inside of her and she bought him out of desperation just as he was about to be loaded on the truck. he was hurt and broken down, but she managed to work through his issues and the pair became famous as she taught him to ride tackless just as she once started.
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<div style="color:#000; font-family:playfair display; font-size:14px; border-bottom:1px solid #000; "><i>personality</i></div>
  • honest
  • hot-headed
  • temperamental
  • feisty
  • creative
  • artistic
  • fast-thinker
  • introverted
  • slightly crazy
  • rambunctious
  • risky
  • fun
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</div><div style="color:#fff; font-family:playfair display; font-size:10px; margin-top:10px; width: 250px;"><i>nevaeh. old enough. mountain. they're off.</i></div></div>


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