Mackenzie Smith

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Quotes
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"The worst thing about betrayal is to know that it's done by someone you trusted the most"
"I am not a back-up plan, Don't treat me that way."
" I don't understand how family can hurt you more than a stranger can."
" I'm that person everyone replaces after a while"

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Character info
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puffy short a medium dark shade of red.
a light shade of green-cyan headband
14- unknown
a long sleeve turtleneck medium light shade of green-cyan
And a sweater is a dark shade of green-cyan.

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Appearance
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Her hair is somewhat fluffy and curly due to her dad's genes and has a shade of light orange skin.
Tends to wear long sleeves under and comfortable short sleeves on top. She also wears some blue pants with some black vans shoes.

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Personality
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Quiet
sassy
Sweet
Gets overwhelmed easily
Too good for her own good
When things tend to get out of control she tends to snap out of anger for getting into extremely dangerous situations.

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Alias
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Rick Sanchez (Grandfather)
Morty Smith (twin brother)
Summer Smith (sister)
Beth Smith (mother)
Jerry Smith (father)
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Hobbies
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-Inventing
-Stargazing
-Adventuring
-Art
-building

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Likes & Dislikes
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Likes
Math
Science
Spicy food
Getting a well rested
Dislike
Sour food
Being talked badly behind
Being betrayed by love ones
Being upset that she isn't enough for her family

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Mini-backstory
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(LONG)

Outside of the Smith's house, rain was pouring down on the streets and Houses. Street lights reflected themselves from the puddle of water from the rain. Inside of the smiths house everyone seems to be asleep. Small pattering on the wooden floor made quiet sounds of creaking floor boards. There seems to appear a small girl, holding what seems to be a Some sort of rabbit plush in her hand dragging it. Mackenzie's Brown eyes looked down the stairs.
On the bottom of the stairs, lights reflected the kitchen area along with the stairs.

Walking down the stairs and into the living room, walking towards the living room, Mackenzie see's a messy light blue spiky hair and an arm over the couch. Going around the couch to face the person who was behind it. Finally seeing who was behind, it was her grandpa, Rick. Lightly tapping the older man's head with her tiny fingers and holding tightly onto her plush. Rick slowly opened his eyes only to shut it again and cursed under his breath from the Tv's lights and noise. Finally opening his eyes he looked towards the blurry small figure that seemed to awake him.

''Grandpa rick?" Sitting in a normal position and setting his feet down off the couch ''Mackenzie?... Why the hell- Why are you awake at this time?'' Rick rubbed his in both his hands/fingers on both sides of his head obviously tired of being awakened in the middle of night. ''I had a nightmare...'' tilting his unibrow '' really? What was it about kid?'' patting his hand onto the couch while rolling his eyes thinking that it must've been like every regular children's nightmares about the boogeyman.

Mackenzie climbed on top of the couch and sat down holding her bunny plushie tightly. ''It was really scary. You, Morty and everyone looked really scared and upset.. And it felt like someone was behind me. All of you were looking at something i really don't remember much anymore..''

Confused at what the young girl was saying as if the whole story was said in some strange wrong order. Him, scared? As if he was scared! He was pretty much known all around the galaxy or at least somewhat all of it. And behind her? Everyone was there? Did she mean the whole family? It was just some random nightmare.''Oh forget about those dreams, ER-nightmares are just random kid. Don't think much about it- it's just a dream they get random.'' Nodding at what her grandfather had told her.

She couldn't shake off the feeling as if it'll hunt her for the rest of her life. ''Cmon, let's get you to bed, I'll read you those silly princess books you love so much'' Looking up quickly towards him she smiled happily and held his hand up the stairs. After all, it's just a nightmare. Right?

( had a hard time doing and thinking about this shit)
(Old mini backstory might edit later)
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Goodbye :)
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Art
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(New look)

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:)

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By:Scarleth R.
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