Post by monkeyman on Jul 14, 2011 12:39:34 GMT -5
you're my brand of heroin ,
Emmett Mc Carty Cullen
"You truly are one frightening little monster."
~Jasper Hale~
Emmett Mc Carty Cullen
"You truly are one frightening little monster."
~Jasper Hale~
character full name:Emmett Mc Carty Cullen
alias:
EM(by the cullens)
Monkeyman,(by rosalie Hale)
The big dark-haired guy(jessica stanley)
age: 73/20
birthday: march 23, 1915
affiliation: Cullen Family
status: Vegeterian Vampire
"I'd noticed that his eyes were black - coal black."
~Isabella Swan~
~Isabella Swan~
eyes:round blue eyes
hair: Short Regular styled black Hair
height: 6'5"
weight: 185
distinguishing features: tattoos, piercings, special accessory, etc.
general appearance: Emmett stands tall and proud at six feet one inches. He's muscular and looks like he could rip a persons limbs apart very easily. His brown hair stands in contrast to his pale skin. Normally his eyes are a warm golden brown unless he's hungry then they turn onyx. Looking at him you wouldn't really know that he was a vampire, you'd just know that something wasn't quite right. His posture is almost always perfect and he doesn't slouch. There are times when looking at Emmett that you might find him trying to mimic the ways humans act, hoping to blend in better with them but he fails.
Emmett is always dressed impeccably, because well lets face it, Alice does the shopping. He likes jeans and shirts because they are comfortable, and he can be a guy in them. Sometimes at the house you can catch him in white tank tops and dirty jeans because he's just come from wrestling with his brothers or helping Rose fix a car. Emmett always makes a good impression upon first appearance and he thanks Alice for that.
"I will always tell you the truth."
~Alice Cullen~
~Alice Cullen~
likes:
being with his wife
being a uncle
Being a father
His southern Music
wrestling,
fishing,
playing video games
Baseball
Rain
Fast Cars
dislikes:
Jacob
Volturi
playing games with ones that can anticipate his moves
anyone that hurts his daughter and wife
fights,
crimson vamps cause they cause trouble,
rose being mad at him,
sunny days
vampires feeding on humans
lazy people
.ambitions:
To be a good father like his fathers past and present.
abilities:
strength
loyalty
speed
very protective of his loved ones
secrets:
Being afraid of losing Rose
Afraid that he will lose his control over his urges
hates losing in anything
personality: Emmett is actually very loving and caring to his wife Rosalie Hale and the rest of his family, Bella, and his niece, Nessie. He loves to laugh and make jokes, and would try to lighten up tense situations with his sense of humor. Unlike some of his family, he always speaks his thoughts, never hesitating, which makes Edward very comfortable around him. He appears to be thoughtless, impatient and makes rash decisions, but also optimistic. He is also brave, enjoys fighting, and is very competitive. Despite he has a tendency to fight, he would sometimes willingly miss out on such opportunity to protect those he loves, as proven when he expressed a desire to "pick a fight" with Demetri. This also proves that he can be smarter than he usually seems.
Emmett also enjoys playing chess, but prefer to play with Jasper and Rosalie rather than Edward and Alice, because of their gifts to anticipate his moves. Emmett also hates to lose, this is evident when Bella was first changed and lost a arm wrestling match to her and demanded a rematch after each match. Also, Emmett tends to poke fun at Edward's and Bella's sex life after his neice, Nessie was born.
"Don't get your family slaughtered for pride."
~Carlisle Cullen~
~Carlisle Cullen~
mother:
Mary Mc Carty(45(deceased)
Esme Cullen,26
father:
David Mc Carty,50(deceased)
Carlisle Cullen,23
siblings:
Edward Cullen,17
Alice Cullen (Adoptive sister),19
Jasper Hale (Adoptive brother),19
Bella Swan (Adoptive sister-in-law),18
Renesmee Cullen (Adoptive niece)
others:
Rosalie Hale (Wife),18
Alyssa Hale(adoptive daughter),17
history:
Emmett'was born to David and Mary Carty in the year 1915. David was a logger and Mary was a housemother.David was rarely at home due to how hard he was trying to make enough money to give emmett some stuff that he needed to survive. He was really happy growing up . He was well liked and no one had a bad thing to say about him. Once he grew up old enough he would do odds and ends around the house for his father.
Emmett gained his strength over time lifting up stones and pulling trunks while clearing area for farming and other stuff.
20 years away
Emmett was hunting for elk and he was about to kill the elk but he got jumped from behind by a big Black Bear. He got clawed a lot and he passed out and when he cameto there was a beautiful lady leaning over him. and there was a older gentleman standing next to her. Emmett felt pains going thru his body.The lady and the older guy was arguing. He saw the guy bending down towards emmett . Emmett passed out and Carlisle bit down and turned Emmett.
About 4 days after
When he came to the days afterward became very hard for emmett. He lost control every now and then but he had help getting his urges under control. He ended up marrying the female that rescued him. Years after he end up with a lot of adoptive siblings. and he also had a adopted daughter that they found .
"You will never put me through that again."
~Esme Cullen~
~Esme Cullen~
player: Lance
age: 35
member title: Rose's Monkeyman
password: Pure
anything else: anything that we should know?
rp sample:
It was getting easier to hunt alone, or at least that was what Emmett told his family. In truth he was tired of having a babysitter, someone freaking out over every single little thing he did. Yes he was in pain and it was going to take him a while to move past his loss and while his family was being slow with him, he felt like in some way they were waiting on him to be better so the family could move on as a whole. Emmett didn't like to be rushed, balked at it. Hell he was worse some mornings than Rose ever was about procrastinating. When you had something like size on your side your siblings stopped fighting with you after awhile. Lately on his hunting trips it had been the guys, Edward, Jasper and Carlisle that kept him company. It was easier he guessed as the guys didn't try to pry into his feelings or try to get him to open up. He just wasn't ready to talk about it, to face that he was going to be alone for eternity. It was just something that was going to come with time so why rush the healing process right? After all eternity was such a long time especially for vampires.
There wasn't anywhere in particular he was headed this time, seeking a place not too far from the Cullen house that was nestled in the forest. His plans had been to do a quick hunting trip, get his fill as quickly as possible and head back to the house before they could ask too many questions about his disappearance. Hunting alone wasn't so bad for now at least. The silence in the area was a bit unnerving, because Emmett couldn't' remember a time when he was actually quiet enough to hear the noises that were made around him. He could hear the birds in the trees, the animals skittering around. He could even hear the wind rustling the leaves as his feet carried him smoothly over the leaves, sticks and twigs that decorated the forest floor. His target was deer, not really a personal preference but more one of convenience than anything. Deer were the closest of the large game that ventured towards Forks and it would mean he didn't have to travel to very far to find something to eat. He hated hunting close though because if they weren't careful they could thin the herds down to a dangerous level.
Letting the wind whip around his body, Emmett gave himself over to his instincts. Inside of him was a natural born killer, a creature to rival any other. He didn't have the speed of Edward or the grace of Jasper and Alice but he had strength and that was important to him. He could overpower most opponents before they could blink. A deer thought, that wasn't really any challenge. He much preferred grizzly but it was too late in the year for them. They were already out of hibernation and it was no fun if he couldn't take on one that was irritable. No deers were challenge at all, they were dumb creatures but it was close enough that he could be quick. Letting his sense of smell take over for a moment, Emmett could smell them about ten yards to his east, but there was something else. He wasn't quite sure what the scent was but it was unique. Floral and feminine but with a darker edge he had come to associate with vampires. After the debacle with the newborns' Em was hesitant to approach but he had no choice. He couldn't starve simply because he's unsure what this thing was going to do.
Slowing his pace down Emmett launched himself at a dear and sank his fangs into them. As soon as the blood coated his throat he felt ten times better. There was something about animal blood that called to Emmett. True he knew that human blood was more appealing but since he was changed he'd been on a pretty consistent diet of animal blood. n one way he had tried to only go after the animals that were already injured, at leas then he didn't feel so bad. If they were injured and going to die and he spared them the pain of having to suffer then he had fed himself while doing a good deed; at least that's who he justified his own actions. He could hear a shuffling near him, the sound of feet approaching and he dropped the body of the now dead dear and looked at the intruder. Blood dripped from his mouth making him look ferocious when he was really more surprised than anything. He had been taken by surprise and that rarely happened when he was in such a heightened state. Snarling and growling, Emmett waited for the threat to approach and make the first move. He would not attack first, would not risk being injured because he rushed into a fight.
Almost quicker than he could process whomever, or whatever it was that had caused Em to be at full alert came tumbling at him. Stumbling back a moment from the force of the impact, he readied himself as he prepared for an attack. People didn't just bump into each other in the middle of the woods. He was in attack mode almost as a precaution and knew that he needed to relax some. This person hadn't tried to attack him yet, so he didn't need to be on alert. How strange was it that he was about to start a fight over nothing?
There wasn't anywhere in particular he was headed this time, seeking a place not too far from the Cullen house that was nestled in the forest. His plans had been to do a quick hunting trip, get his fill as quickly as possible and head back to the house before they could ask too many questions about his disappearance. Hunting alone wasn't so bad for now at least. The silence in the area was a bit unnerving, because Emmett couldn't' remember a time when he was actually quiet enough to hear the noises that were made around him. He could hear the birds in the trees, the animals skittering around. He could even hear the wind rustling the leaves as his feet carried him smoothly over the leaves, sticks and twigs that decorated the forest floor. His target was deer, not really a personal preference but more one of convenience than anything. Deer were the closest of the large game that ventured towards Forks and it would mean he didn't have to travel to very far to find something to eat. He hated hunting close though because if they weren't careful they could thin the herds down to a dangerous level.
Letting the wind whip around his body, Emmett gave himself over to his instincts. Inside of him was a natural born killer, a creature to rival any other. He didn't have the speed of Edward or the grace of Jasper and Alice but he had strength and that was important to him. He could overpower most opponents before they could blink. A deer thought, that wasn't really any challenge. He much preferred grizzly but it was too late in the year for them. They were already out of hibernation and it was no fun if he couldn't take on one that was irritable. No deers were challenge at all, they were dumb creatures but it was close enough that he could be quick. Letting his sense of smell take over for a moment, Emmett could smell them about ten yards to his east, but there was something else. He wasn't quite sure what the scent was but it was unique. Floral and feminine but with a darker edge he had come to associate with vampires. After the debacle with the newborns' Em was hesitant to approach but he had no choice. He couldn't starve simply because he's unsure what this thing was going to do.
Slowing his pace down Emmett launched himself at a dear and sank his fangs into them. As soon as the blood coated his throat he felt ten times better. There was something about animal blood that called to Emmett. True he knew that human blood was more appealing but since he was changed he'd been on a pretty consistent diet of animal blood. n one way he had tried to only go after the animals that were already injured, at leas then he didn't feel so bad. If they were injured and going to die and he spared them the pain of having to suffer then he had fed himself while doing a good deed; at least that's who he justified his own actions. He could hear a shuffling near him, the sound of feet approaching and he dropped the body of the now dead dear and looked at the intruder. Blood dripped from his mouth making him look ferocious when he was really more surprised than anything. He had been taken by surprise and that rarely happened when he was in such a heightened state. Snarling and growling, Emmett waited for the threat to approach and make the first move. He would not attack first, would not risk being injured because he rushed into a fight.
Almost quicker than he could process whomever, or whatever it was that had caused Em to be at full alert came tumbling at him. Stumbling back a moment from the force of the impact, he readied himself as he prepared for an attack. People didn't just bump into each other in the middle of the woods. He was in attack mode almost as a precaution and knew that he needed to relax some. This person hadn't tried to attack him yet, so he didn't need to be on alert. How strange was it that he was about to start a fight over nothing?
"If we had happy endings, we'd all be under gravestones now."
~Rosalie Hale~
~Rosalie Hale~
made by: Rae {cupcake/vanilla_pop} of RPG-D && Caution 2.0
disclaimer: quotes are from the characters in the Twilight series
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