CULLEN, emmett dale

[Emmett Cullen]

what if i'm not the hero?

` Emmett Dale Cullen ,
HELL’S NOT SO BAD IF YOU GET TO KEEP AN ANGEL WITH YOU.

only in a town this small
WOULD A FATHER KNOW WHEN THE HIGH SCHOOL DANCES WERE.
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full name: Emmett Dale McCarty Cullen
alias or nickname: Monkey Man (rose), Em, The big one
pronunciation: EM-mit
gender: Male
race: Veggie vampire
age: 94 (appears 20 or so)
sexuality: Straight
ethnicity: Caucasian
nationality: American
birthplace: Gatlinburg Tennessee
hometown: Gatlinburg Tennessee
current home: Hanover, New Hampshire
languages: English
accents A kind of fading southern accent, very faint actually unnoticeable
date of birth: 7 March 1915 (the year according to Wikipedia the date made up)
zodiac sign: Pisces
education: college student (again)
career: being in school forever
automobile: a white jeep

no one will dare to
CALL YOU PLAIN WHEN I'M THROUGH WITH YOU.
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height: 6’5” thank you very much!
weight: 180 lbs
hair color: brown, curly brown
eye color: Golden when full black when hungry
portrayed by: Kellan Lutz

distinguishing features:
His immense muscles

physical appearance:
Emmett is very tall and rather burly but by no means is he over weight. Although he is well built it is literally all muscle and he loves it that way. There is no doubt about it, Emmett is well rounded in the area of looks. His hair is a dark brown and slightly curly in style. His skin, like all other vampires, is pale as can be and his eyes are vibrant gold unless he’s hungry in which case they are black as coal. When he smiles he forms two dimples that often give him a childish appearance (not literally of a child but in a sense and innocent look) and at six foot five he literally towers over every Cullen in the family.

It looked like clouds —
AND A SENSE OF HUMOR DIDN'T MIX.
A FEW MONTHS OF THIS AND I'D FORGET HOW TO USE SARCASM.
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likes:
Hunting bears, Rosalie, Running, hunting in general, his niece, being the strongest in a group, His amazingly awesome muscles, being a vampire (occasionally), getting to spend an eternity with Rose, having such an amazing family, annoying his brothers and sisters, his car

dislikes:
Anyone hurting his family, anyone else hitting on Rose, Sunny days, not being able to hunt or getting what he was after, having to hide what he is all the time, moving around all the time, missing his real family, being around for all of eternity

goals:
To live forever (oh wait he already is), to spare others this fate, to simply live a life of peace

abilities:
Although he doesn’t have actual abilities like Edward, Bella, Jasper, Alice and Nessie, Emmett does contain an unusual amount of strength compared to most other vampires and will often use this to his advantage willingly. He loves to challenge people based on his knowledge that he’ll win thanks to his arms.

strengths:
His arms for one, playing baseball, running and fighting, protecting anyone he wants to, running, getting what he wants from Rose.

weaknesses:
Rosalie (duh), any family member –usually-, Nessie, occasionally human blood, trusting people outside his family

secrets
He will always be in love with his angel, and he’s a vampire (from humans)

fears:
Someday he’ll be found out, losing anyone of his vampire family especially Rose

personality:
Although you might think it based on what you see do not ever call Emmett dumb. Sure he isn’t the brightest bulb in the box but having gone through school as much as he has he could pretty much pass any class without going, of course he isn’t a brain like his other siblings all tend to be he surly isn’t stupid. Emmett greatly dislikes the assumption that because he’s so huge muscle wise that he’s so dim brain wise, which simply isn’t true, for him. He isn’t a huge reader but on that hand it most certainly doesn’t mean he’s dumb. What’s that old saying ‘don’t judge a book by it’s cover’ Emmett fully believes in that, usually.

Although Emmett could crush a train he’s really a sweet teddy bear to almost everyone he knows. He’s kind and loving to his wife and sisters and mother and niece. But he can also be there if they need him. Even though he is strong and likes to fight a lot he isn’t all about fighting. Sure he tends to get a little annoying when joking around, like having a fun time with some small sexual innuendos when Bella was still just a newborn he fells that it is his job to lighten the tone of any conversation, without forcing people to be light hearted like his brother Jasper. Sometimes Emmett can also make very rash decisions. He doesn’t truly think a lot of things through and (although it sometimes gets him into trouble) he often goes look for fights or gets really excited about them. To be perfectly honest, Emmett fully believes that if the Volturi come back that he could take them, simply based on a false sense of security.

adjectives:
Brave
Kind hearted
Loving
Rash
Childish

when life offers you a dream —
SO FAR BEYOND ANY OF YOUR EXPECTATIONS,
IT'S NOT REASONABLE TO GRIEVE WHEN TO COMES TO AN END.
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immediate family:
Rosalie Hale (wife)
Carlisle Cullen (adoptive father)
Esme Cullen (adoptive mother)
Jasper Hale (adoptive brother)
Alice Cullen (adoptive sister)
Bella Cullen (adoptive sister-in-law)
Edward Cullen (adoptive brother)
Renesmee Cullen (adoptive niece)


detailed history:
It wasn’t that much after noon on March 7 1915 that a young Emmett McCarty was born into his family of zero children, that’s right he was the first born child in his family and as such always the one to go out on wild adventures as if looking for a certain high that he just couldn’t get anywhere else. Everyone always told him that he was going to die with all these wild outings, hunting the largest animals he could track and all that. How very right they truly were, no one would ever have guessed that Emmett would go out on a hunting trip in 1915 and never return. He’d made arrangements to go into the mountains on a hunting expedition however his group was unable to attend with him and because he was really looking forward to it Emmett told his family goodbye for what was to be a weekend hunting trip, something he regularly did. However unknown to Emmett he was destined to die that very day.

A couple hours into the hunting trip Emmett stumbled across a mother bear’s “home” of sorts. Feeling confident that he would be able to defeat her he attempted to kill the bear only to fail, he was horridly mauled by the bear and finally left for dead until something that even he doesn’t really remember happened. An “angel” carried him from what should’ve and would’ve been his graveyard over one hundred miles away so that Dr. Carlisle could “treat” him of his injuries. Although the attack had left Emmett near death when he was in the presence of Carlisle he felt a pain like no other, it was like fire was being burned over his entire body but after the painful ordeal Carlisle and Rosealie explained what had happened to him and explained why he suddenly wanted blood and lots of it.

After his painful transformation Emmett began his new life as Rosealie’s partner for life, her soul mate. Although he joined the Olympic coven that Carlisle had formed and tried to keep himself a vegetarian vampire he does slip up on occasion and as such has actually tasted human blood. He is still trying to get a hold of his thirst for human blood but is willing to do anything for Rose.

where do you fit into that scheme?
OH, I'M WITH THE VAMPIRES, OF COURSE.
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so hello there the name's SHAY and i have been rocking it on this earth for NINETEEN. i have been running with the vampires for ONE you might also know me as N/A. you can contact me at PM OR AIM (eventually I’ll put it on my profile). and this is one of my master pieces:

Adam felt his head throb as some crappy sort of music flowed in through his ears and lingered around his brain. Damn what the heck kind of music was this? Classical or something like that, good lord please don’t let it be fuckin’ boy band music, he thought to himself rolling over and shoving a pillow over his head. He was going to go insane he just knew it. Sitting up he all but yelled Shut that damn music off before I murder you for having it on! to absolutely no one. His room was empty; the noise obviously was coming from the room next door, a room that was indeed occupied by four girls, no duh it was going to turn out to be boy band music, what else made that horrible sound this early in the morning. Letting his hangover rung eyes float over to his clock he noted that it wasn’t actually morning at all, in fact he’d slept from midnight to what appeared to be near four in the afternoon. Obviously he needed to stay in tonight to get himself back to normal, naw, he thought shacking his head easily and rolling off his bed landing cat like on the floor below.

Standing up he stretched real good yawing and pressing his hand to his head from the headache that ensued that movement. Today was going to be a long day; well he’d really need a good party to fix how he felt right now. Looking around his room he noted quickly that he was alone, which was fine, that’s the way he liked it. Still hearing that retched music he huffed, rolled his eyes, ran a hand through morning hair and stormed out the door. He was still in his pajamas, and those weren’t exactly what he’d consider pajamas anyway, but for having stayed out till midnight drinking he was pretty sure he was doing just fine in what he was wearing. His chest was free to the wind and he had a pair of boxer shorts on but thinking on a better note he went back in and pulled on a pair of athletic shorts before storming back out and pounding on the door of dorm number one. A small fry of a girl answered and looked up at him eyes widening with fear or shock. Turn that fuckin music off before I destroy every bit of sound that could ever come out of your mouth, he said coming down to her level and putting his hands harshly onto her arms. She gasped and shook herself free running to turn it off and slamming the door in his face.

Why do you people have to be so fuckin loud? He asked no one in particular before walking back into his own room and slamming that door as well. People made him so mad sometimes it was unreal how angry he could get at the littlest of things, honestly how rude could some people get. Of course he had to admit that really he had been in the wrong yelling at the girl like that, but right then he really could’ve cared less, as long as the girl shut up and didn’t play any more of that stupid music he’d be just fine. Grabbing some clean boxers and jeans he made his way to the shower intent on getting clean before he did anything else. If there was one thing you needed to know about Adam it was this, he liked being clean, no matter what. Starting the water and getting it as absolutely hot as he could stand it he let the steam rise around him surrounding him with thick walls of fog before stepping inside the actual shower and feeling the heated waterfall around him. He sighed heavily letting everything that was truly bugging him evaporate around him into the thick surroundings of steam. Now I feel better, he said making a mental note to apologize to the girl before she told someone that could beat him up.

After getting himself as absolutely clean as he thought was possible, or legal, he stepped from the hot interior of the shower water to the freezing cold bathroom and shivered quickly as the cold surrounded him. Damn who invented cold anyway? he thought drawing his towel around him tightly before grabbing his boxers and pulling them on as well as his jeans. He would’ve shaved but it honestly seemed a little stupid seeing as it was four in the afternoon. Washing his face and brushing his teeth he took one last look in the mirror giving himself and approving smile, yup he was going to have as good of a night as he could possibly have. Whether that involved some alcohol or not he wasn’t sure, he just wanted to have a good time and be a kid, seeing as he sort of still was one. That being said he walked back to the room and got on the chat to see if anyone else had an idea on something to do, as usual no one did, although he did meet the brother of the girl he’d threatened not but two minutes ago. That was definitely an interesting thing. He talked for about three minutes before he sincerely bored himself to death listening to this that and the other from everyone and their mother in the chat room, needless to say he left without saying goodbye and made his way to his closet grabbed a red graphic tee shirt, his wallet, cell phone and keys before heading down the stairs.

Feeling the warmth of the setting sun against his skin he smiled a little as he walked towards his pitch black viper, a gift from his dad, and started towards town. He wasn’t too sure still where he was going, all he knew is that he wanted to have a good time and the only place to have a good time without needing to get drunk was the strip club, well that was one place he knew of anyway. He was just a little weary of making his way into another situation where he had the possibility of getting super drunk, and probably doing something stupid that he probably shouldn’t have done. But thinking hard on those things he shook his head and rolled his eyes. If I wasn’t meant to act a fool and just be myself then why on earth would anyone have made a strip club? he asked himself coming to a stop at an intersection and waiting for the light to turn green. Looking around he saw that a lot of people were out with family just hanging and having a good time, he didn’t think all that much jealous of them, after all he’d never really had a family so he didn’t miss family times, because he’d never had them and that was the easiest way to never be lonely.

Speeding away as soon as the light was green he arrived five minutes later and parked in the small, yet cramped parking lot. Getting out he noted that the sun was nearly all the way set, meaning it was probably nine at night now, he’d only been up for five hours, that was definitely nothing overly new but he needed to start getting his act together. After all how was he going to grow up if he partied all night long every day no matter what was going on around him. Ah who was he kidding he would grow up later, for right now he wanted to be a seventeen year old kid for as long as he could possibly stand to live that age. And seeing as his birthday wasn’t for a while he thought he’d be safe partying as much as he wanted. When he turned eighteen he’d start growing up, or at least pretending to grow up, whether he really did or not was yet to be seen.

The line outside the club wasn’t that bad and he got in quickly, after showing a sort of fake ID. Okay really fake but that was really the only way to get into any club nowadays was to fake your way in, but Adam didn’t mind, after all that was half the fun the risk of getting caught. The other half, well that was in playing with the girls that were like putty in his hands. That was definitely his favorite part of going to clubs, the girls. When he finally did get inside the building his eyes relaxed when they could finally see straight without being blinded by the overly bright lights of every other object out side. In here the lights were dim, which was yet another fabulous reason he loved clubbing, the lights were never more than the drunk and hung over partiers could bear. He heard music playing but didn’t recognize anything about the song, he figured it was one of those weird club mixes that was never really a real song even though they say it was by such and such artist.

Slowly he made his way to the bar and ordered a beer paying and making his way towards the small stage in the center of the room. He liked the stage, he usually got a good seat but tonight he stood back and watched from a far. It didn’t take long before he saw one that he really liked; her name he learned was Skye. She looked young, maybe even younger than him, and he didn’t doubt it. Strip clubs were always looking for younger girls, not younger than sixteen that would be bad for business. From the far off look that he was getting of her she also looked a little sad about being there. Of course if he had to work at a bar taking off his clothes he’d be a little uncomfortable as well and that would just suck. Adam didn’t like to feel uncomfortable, no he did not and he could just assume that neither did that girl. He tried to shrug off what he wanted to do for the girl, and that was take his shirt off and give it to her to cover up with but that would make him two times as uncomfortable, one for being half naked and two for giving her his shirt, even if it was a nice thing to do for her.

Watching her walk off stage he made his way back to the bar and grabbed another beer watching and waiting for her to either make a reappearance or come to the floor and start serving people. He wasn’t disappointed either no sooner had he finished his beer when she reappeared and made her way towards the bar. There was something about that girl that he wanted to find out more about, whether he wanted to get lucky with her or he just wanted to talk, he wasn’t sure yet, but he knew he wanted to figure out that girl, some how some way. Walking towards her he reached out and gently grabbed her arm pulling her to a stop. Why are you here? he asked her looking into her eyes. He really wanted the truth but would completely understand if she had to lie. All he wanted to find out was, if she hated this job, like she appeared to, why did she do it, did she have a reason?

He looked around the floor trying to make sure no one would freak out if she stopped and talked for a little bit. Digging in his pocket he felt for some money, if he had to pay he was going to talk with this girl, no matter what. I’m Adam and for whatever reason tonight I turned into a fuckin softie he said looking at her with a softness sweeping over his eyes. What the heck was going on with him, he was actually being nice to this girl, how was he ever going to explain this to himself when he woke up the next day, he was never this nice to anyone, even his family didn’t see this side of him yet this girl was. That was just wrong.