Emmett Cullen (C)

[Emmett Cullen]

(shuffling the card of your game)

{EMMETT DALE MCCARTY CULLEN}

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(to a world where madness craves)
{about you}

name| Alaina
age| 15
experience| 3-4 years
howdidyoufindus| Exactly his brand of heroin

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(keep me in your memories)
{basics}

name|Emmett Cullen
gender|Male
age| 94/20
species| Veggie Vamp
side| Golden Eyes
home| Forks Washington
belonging| Olympic Coven

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(our intentions always last long)
{appearance}

faceclaim| Kellan Lutz
appearance|Emmett is described as being very tall, very burly, and to the students at Forks High School, very intimidating. Standing at 6'5", he is the tallest of the Cullens, towering over Alice by a few feet. His height helps spread out his weight. He has a round face with dimples and slightly curly, dark brown hair, giving him a childish look. Like the rest of his family, he has pale skin and golden eyes that darken as he becomes more thirsty.

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(take the fall, you're one of us)
{personality}

likes|

dislikes|

flaws| Tends to be sarcastic, always is gambling, wants to give Rose everything she wants, but can't give her kids.
fears| loosing Rosalie, Volturi taking his family
secrets|
wishes to be human again in a way
wishes Renesmee was his and Rose's.
power| just his "strength"
personality|
Competitive:
He is very competitive. It goes to show that he likes to gamble and likes to take bets so easily. Most of the times, he takes bets on the football games he watches either with Jasper or Edward. Sometimes he wins, sometimes he looses. It just all depends on who is playing, how much is the betting worth, and mostly, on the days and moods of everyone else..

Humor:
He likes to loosen up situations with his jokes. Most of them had came out with Bella and Edward when they had gotten their new cottage. He loves to laugh a lot. Which comes in handy if you get a sexual reference from Emmett towards you. This is sometimes how he shows his love for some people.

Brave:
He is very brave, over-protective, and enjoys to fight. This comes handy when they had to fight James back then and how the volturi came along. He's an over protective fool of Rosalie and just protective over his family. Emmett loves to fight Demitri and Felix only because they try to hit and get Rosalie away from him. He's actually brave enough to make rash decisions out of the whole family.

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(you set my soul alight)
{history}

parents| Esme Cullen , 26 , Antique type of person and Carlisle Cullen, 23, Doctor
siblings|Edward Cullen 17 Student
Bella Cullen 18 student
Jasper Hale 18 student
Alice Hale 17 student
otherrelations|Renesmee Cullen, Niece
Rosalie Hale, Wife
thestory|
Emmett McCarty was changed into a vampire by Carlisle Cullen in 1935, two years after Rosalie Hale had been changed. He was the youngest of three kids When Rosalie came across him, Emmett was being mauled by a bear in the mountains of Tennessee. He had nearly died from the attack, but Rosalie saved him and carried him over a hundred miles back to Carlisle. Rosalie was noted as saying that it took nearly all her strength not to kill him. She also said that she brought him to Carlisle so that he, with his stronger endurance of human blood, could save Emmett. Emmett describes this experience as "being saved by an angel who brought him to God". Once Rosalie returned to Carlisle with Emmett, he was changed into a vampire. Many years later, Rosalie confessed to Bella that she saved Emmett from sure death because his innocence, dimples, and curly hair reminded her of her best friend Vera's child, Henry.

After his painful transformation, Rosalie and Carlisle explained to Emmett that he was a vampire. This did not upset him, however, like Rosalie and Carlisle had thought it would. He put in his own words, "But if Carlisle and Rosalie, my angel, were vampires, how bad could it be?" He did, however, initially have trouble adjusting to the Cullen’s' rule of only feeding on animals, and has tasted human blood on several occasions.

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(you're pushing and pulling me down)
{wrapitup}

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He didn’t have anyone at home anymore.. All he had was a baby at home with his grandparents.. No, the baby wasn’t his, it was his sister, Jenny’s, baby. She had died during the childbirth of her son. He had basically known to himself that he couldn’t raise that little boy on his own. Though the baby was named after him partly, being Charlie Emmett McCarty. Emmett couldn’t handle that by himself, he had to give it to his grandparents. They were the only help Emmett had left. He had no choice but to help them out though, he was part of the blood they had. He truly didn’t have no choice. It was his nephew. He sighed softly, today he was going to visit the boy and his grandparents.

The trip was small. It was 1935, and Charlie was two. Emmett was 20. Jenny would’ve been twenty four.. My, she would’ve been a great mom. Emmett mused a little, and hesitated some. Emmett, got to leave already? His grandmother, Ann, had asked him. He bit down on his lip, and gave a slow nod. Yes Ma.. Give grandfather my dearest… Charlie..

[/b] Emmett started, kneeling down to the two year old. You best be a gentlemen to them. Okay? I’ll visit soon. I promise. Emmett concluded. He came back up, and gave a nod again. Emmett walked out of the door of the little house.

This took place in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. This is where he grew up, just a few miles to the west from where he was at. He never knew much about everything, except to be a gentleman to all ladies, talk to the men like men, and being a good kid. Though this boy took that too much, he still acted like a child himself. He had the innocence of one too.. Curly Brown hair. Brown Eyes. Dimples. He wore the basic outfit in the thirties, those weird clothes that weren’t the fancy type. You know, them odd looking clothes that the men wore. Well, to baseball games and normal house wear. Not them fancy suits and fedoras and all that jazz. That wasn’t his style, but then again, what was the boy’s style? He truly didn’t act like the adult that he knew his parents would’ve wanted him to be.

He went off. He knew the woods had a good trail back to the house he lived in with his… family. The woods were a good place of his to usually hang out with his friends. He sulked quietly, brushing the leaves that were on the ground. He had heard a growl of the sort. A Bear. Emmett had assumed. Truly, he never knew the animals around here, they never passed him when he would walk here. But, then again it must be that time where Animals did roam the area in search of food before their stupid hibernation thing or whatever was coming up. That’s when the bear appeared.. Emmett laughed a little, truly, this was a funny thing for him to see. No one truly ever said that bears roamed those woods. Well, guess again.

Emmett must’ve done something… Cause in a split second, the bear was after him. He chose to run. Well Duh, He had no choice too. In a matter of seconds, the bear had him cornered. Emmett tried to duck at the bears swings, as it came across to the point now that it was on its hind legs. Emmett got hit this time.. Over and Over again until he fell to the ground. His clothing were in shreds. That wasn’t a good thing. The bear kept doing so until then something had pushed the bear away.. Seconds later, being as numb and couldn’t feel anything, he knew someone had lifted him up, and carried him somewhere.

”Don’t worry.” he had heard the girl say. But it wasn’t so much.. He was screaming at the pain. It was something he couldn’t handle. He kept biting his lip, though that wouldn’t work as well. He knew right there he wouldn’t live. The pain was too bad, and the cuts were worse than he could even imagine. He tried to stop, but the pain stung badly. He guessed something else as he was carried.. Low conversations began to start.. Like he would pay attention.. He was in too much pain to even realize where he was at. His eyes were closed, he didn’t want to think, or see what was going on now. All he knew, was that he was dying and people just stood there talking.

Seconds later, he felt more pain then he could ever feel. Even between the pain he originally had. That’s when his eyes shot open faster than he could ever imagine it to be, and he screamed again. This time letting it ring throughout the whole house. Low murmurs came again.. What was wrong with him? Within minutes, the burning came about, it was still there… That’s when his hand was taken, and set into a lap or something. He felt the coldness of something trace his arm, trying to calm the burn down as best as he… or she could possibly do. It was probably a she. He could tell by the gentleness in the tracing on his arm.

Right upon the eve of the third day, that’s when he had the last heartbeat he had known of. He had arose slowly, only to be greeted by that thing.. The Angel he had seen. She was giving him a look.. A Look of care. She gave him a calm smile now, which meant something to him now. His eyes went straight to the girls, giving her an odd look this time. Are you okay? She had asked this time. He gave her a new look. She took her hand out of his, and still had his questioning look upon his face. You’re the Angel. Emmett had said softly. She had bowed her head in vain, saying that she was no angel. She had looked back up at him, and this time, he gave her a childish grin.

What’s going on? he had asked. The blond guy… he figured God, talked again. Yes, he was taught about them too. He figured the blond guy was God, and the blond was his angel. We’re vampires, me and my whole family. That’s Carlisle the blond, the woman is Esme, and the other one is Edward. We’re the kind of vampires that live off of animal blood, meaning no humans. You were attacked by a bear and I brought you hear, where Carlisle turned you. His Angel had said. So, the blond guy was… Carlisle? The women seemed motherly, the Angel had said her name was Esme.. Then, the other kid.. Edward. She had said again. He listened to the angel softly again. Vampire? Wait, they were myths. But they were telling him otherwise.

He looked over at the angel now. His eyes seemed a bit confusing, but more understanding. The guy… Carlisle was his name.. had talked to him. Emmett’s eyes went over to him, giving him a childish grin, the one he had gave to his angel. I guess I’ll have to, I have no where else to go. He heard the girl, Esme… smile. They had left now.. Leaving him and his angel alone. She took his hand this time, picking him up as well as her. This time, she gave him a warm smile instantly. Carlisle can explain more when we get back. Right now the first priority is to get you fed She said with a soft smile. She looked over at him now. What's your name? I'm Rosalie Hale. She asked.

My Name? Emmett… Emmett McCarty. Emmett had said, walking with her now. They were going on a trip. Hunting trip. By the look she had given him earlier, about her being no angel, Emmett knew something… Hell's not so bad if you get to keep an Angel with you. He murmured softly. He wondered if the angel.. Rosalie, had heard him. But then again, he truly didn’t know anything about if they had their hearing good or all that other junk. She looked over at him now, looking at him in awe.. Yep, she had heard him alright. Emmett… I am not no angel.. This isn’t Hell either.. I damned you to this life… She spoke softly. He gave a new childish grin towards her. Well, you’re the angel that saved me. Therefore, you are an Angel, my angel. This must be hell though.. And You didn’t damn me to anything, angel. he said trying to get her to see that she was an angel. That probably would need some work.

They came to a halt now. She turned to look at him now, giving him the look of something he should know. Trust your instincts Emmett. Now.. What do you smell? Her voice spoke clearly. Emmett knew that was the voice of the Angel, why couldn’t she just she just see that? The wind had came, sending over some scents. Deer’s to the north… Elks to the West? Bears to the South? Some he had to question. But he had to remember, he had to trust his instincts like the angel had said too. Emmett looked back down at her.. Her eyes were golden. He wondered now, if hers were golden, what were his? He gave a new questioning look over to his Angel. He wasn’t going to call her Rosalie just yet..

My Angel… How come your eyes are golden? What color are mine? He asked softly. He had a bland look on his face now. He did wonder too about the animal situations. He didn’t know if he was totally right, or wrong with the way he was guessing. He sighed a little. He gave her a new childish grin, which shown his dimples across the innocent-look face he had. Or he was told to have. He wondered a little now.. The only memory he sought to think about right now was his human ones.. Before he would forget them totally. Wait, would he forget them? He remembered one key factor to his human life.. That little boy he had to care for.. Charlie. He looked over at the girl this time. I don’t get to see them again… Do I? He asked softly.
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