Post by MACKENZIE JACQUELINE RUAH on Nov 26, 2012 22:53:59 GMT -4
 [atrb=border,0,true][style=overflow: auto; height: 500px; width: 500px; border: 0px;] Name: Mackenzie Jacqueline Ruah Age: Twenty Two Gender: Female Orientation: Bisexual Member Group: Band, Fallen So Surrender, Vocalist Face Claim: Taylor Jardine Hometown: Inverness, Scotland  Likes: Coffee, kittens, taking photos, making people smile, sunny days, snow, confusing people, skittles, cigarettes, famous grouse scotch whiskey, running, nightclubs, sex, flirting, skirts and shorts, cuddles, lots and lots of cuddles. Dislikes: Dogs, unless their puppies. Rain, windy days, cold weather, uptight people, grouchy people, people who act “old”, meat, wearing trousers. Secrets: She has trust issues. Not secret wise, but ‘trust with her heart’ kinda issues. Her dad is in prison. GBH (grevious bodily harm) he blinded a man when he was drunk. Mackenzie was fifteen. Personality: Mackenzie is, something else. She’s bright and bubbly and happy, and she’s always bouncing around like a rubber ball. She loves making people smile, and it’s rare that you get her calm enough to sit still. She’s the type to always fidget. A flirt is one way to describe her. She’ll flirt with everyone, and she’ll rarely mean anything by it. She looks so cute and innocent, but she really, really isn’t. Between her childish hyperactivity and her innocent looking features, people often underestimate her. She’ll sleep around, not enough to be considered a slut, but she’s really looking for someone she can trust to be in a relationship with. She can be serious sometimes, but it’s very rare. It’s one of her biggest downfalls. It’s only when relationships get emotional or rocky enough to upset her that she gets properly serious.  Family Members: Valerie ruah, female, 42, nurse, mother Adam Ruah, male, 45, mechanic/incarcerated, father Hunter Ruah, female, 18, ----, sister History: Mackenzie grew up in the Highlands of Scotland. Until she was fifteen, she lived there with her mother, father and younger sister. They lived in Inverness, a small town where her mother was a nurse and her father was a mechanic. They were your average, run of the mill family. When Mackenzie was fifteen, her father got into a bar fight, and blinded a man in one eye. He was sentences to ten years Her mother, always the self-conscious type, moved to stay with her sister in Ohio. Mackenzie was shocked, and shook up, but nothing seemed to change really. When she was eighteen, she fell in love. He was twenty, at university studying business. He was loving and caring and everything she wanted. Until she caught him with another girl. All bets were off. She’s not trusted anyone ever since. Mackenzie has always been into music. Singing was something she did from a young age. She never thought she’d get professional; it was always just wandering about singing, or in her room. Meeting the band had opened her eyes, and let her think about the dreams she’d never really believed happened to normal people like her.  Alias: Robyn Experience: 3 How’d you find us? advert Sample: Casually chatting, Dictaphone sitting on the table between them, Mackenzie looked over the blonde girl sitting across from her. She’d come here to do an interview over dinner, casual and welcoming, but the atmosphere was wrong. Kenzie felt uncomfortable in a high-class place like this, too common, all elbows and knees, and she felt like it could be read on her face that she could never afford something like this on her own. Thank gods for her job. The interview wasn’t going too well, the blonde too dull, boring, and stupid to answer Mackenzie’s questions with anything worth printing. She felt fat, sitting across from the girl who was picking at a salad, her starter, as if she was scared of it. The horror that would be on this model’s face if she ever saw the way Mackenzie devoured a fast-food burger would be hilarious to watch. She must have said something wrong, because the next minute, the girl was storming out, face red with anger and looking terribly attractive. Snapping a quick picture as she felt, Mackenzie smiled. This could come in handy later on. Pulling out a pair of headphones, she ordered a bottle of wine to be sent to the table, and started to go over the conversation recorded on her dictaphone, uncaring of the looks she was getting. She could hear the whispers, ’Oh, how uncouth!’ ‘Was that girl ever taught any manners? Disgraceful!’ but she just smiled to herself. So what if she was sitting in a five star restaurant, one headphone in, scribbling into a notepad? She didn’t care what they thought; actually, it amused her how uptight people could be. When the bill landed on the table, for the wine and the starters that still sat uneaten in front of her, she groaned. The price staring up at her was extortionate, and she was going to get a bollocking when she went back to the office. She pushed it away from her, banging her head down on the table in exasperation. Between the bill, and the completely useless interview that was playing in her ears, she just wanted to either go to bed, or go out and get drunk. Her eye went to the bottle of wine on the table in front of her, and she smiled, downing the half glass she still had left, to more tutting and murmuring behind her, before she refilled it, planning to get plastered on expensive wine. ’Might as well get my money’s worth.’ she thought, laughing to herself. |
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