Cullen, Carlisle (Example)

[Carlisle Cullen]

(Carlisle Cullen)



'CAUSE WE ALL JUST WANNA BE BIG ROCKSTARS
AND LIVE IN HILL TOP HOUSES DRIVING FIFTEEN CARS!

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NAME: Carlisle Cullen
NICKNAMES: N/A
AGE: Three-Hundred and Forty-Seven
SEXUALITY: Hetrosexual
SPECIES: Vampire
AFFILIATION: Cullen's
DIET: Animals/Vegetarian
POWER: Compassion
CANON OR ORIGINAL:Canon

THE GIRLS COME EASY AND THE DRUGS COME CHEAP
AND WE'LL ALL STAY SKINNY CAUSE WE JUST WON'T EAT!

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PLAY-BY: Peter Facinelli
HAIR AND EYES: Carlisle has snow blonde hair which he inherited off of his mother. He also has either topaz coloured eyes if he's full, or charcoal black eyes if he's hungry.
HEIGHT AND WEIGHT: Six foot exactly and he weights One-hundred and seventy-five pounds.
BODY TYPE: He's slender but muscular.

I WANT A BRAND NEW HOUSE ON AN EPISODE OF CRIBS
AND A BATHROOM I CAN PLAY BASEBALL IN!

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LIKES:

• Spending time with Esme
  
• Spending time with the family
  
• Baseball
  
• Hiking
  
• Hunting
  
• Reading
  
• Painting
  
• Collecting antiques

DISLIKES:

• Drinking from humans
  
• Losing someone he could of saved
  
• Pain
  
• Bad Blood
  
• When he argues with someone
  
• Sunlight

STRENGTHS:

• Esme
  
• He's compassionate
  
• Loyal
  
• Protective
  
• He can cook certain things
  
• Trusting
  
• Knowledge on medicine
  
• Intelligent

WEAKNESSES:

• Esme
  
• His children
  
• Too trusting
  
• Can be too protective at times
  
• Sometimes he's too compassionate

HABITS:

• He always taps a part of his body; usually his foot or his hands when he's nervous
  
• Licking the tip of his canine teeth

SECRETS:

• He fell in love as a human
  
• He's come close to drinking from a human at least twice

PERSONALITY:

• Dr.Cullen: Carlise Cullen is the most compasionate vampire in existance. Not only is he totally immune to the scent of blood and is able to interact with humans more normally than the rest of his family, he has also decided to devote his life to saving and helping humans. When Carlisle is at work he is all business. He doesnt let his personal life get in the way unless it is of dire need. He really is a compassionate soul. Nobody can change that.
  
  
• Daddy Cullen: When Carlisle is at home he likes to refer to himself as the father figure of his family. And notice I say family and not coven. He considers all of his companions his family. Not just someone to live with temporarily. Carlisle would do anything for them, including if necessary, protecting them with his life.
  
  
• Confidential Carlisle: Carlisle is the most honest and trustworthy person (vampire) I can think of. You can tell him anything and he wont spill to anyone else unless it puts your life, or anothers life, in danger. Kind of like a counselor at school you could say. He also likes to discuss things like politics, both vampire and human, and sports, so dont feel shy to just approach him and start a conversation

I NEED A CREDIT CARD THAT'S GOT NO LIMIT
A BIG BLACK JET WITH A BEDROOM IN IT!

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MOTHER: Elizabeth Cullen, 19, House-wife; deceased
FATHER: Cassius Cullen, 76, Anglican Pastor; deceased
SIBLINGS: An only child; mother died giving birth to him.
OTHER FAMILY:

• Esme Cullen - Wife
  
• Alice Cullen - Adoptive Daughter
  
• Bella Cullen - Adoptive Daughter
  
• Edward Cullen - Adoptive Son
  
• Emmett Cullen - Adoptive Son
  
• Jasper Hale - Adoptive Son
  
• Renesmee Cullen - Granddaughter
  
• Rosalie Hale - Adoptive Daughter

PETS: None
HISTORY: Carlisle Cullen was born on March 13, 1640 in London, England. This was during a time of religious upheaval. Witches, werewolves, and vampires all were being hunted and a lot of times they were mistaken for humans. Carlisle was raised to be just like his father. He was raised to hate all things unreligious. Including vampires. And so he did. At least he made it look as though he did. In reality he had a very hard time hating anything. So he went on with life as usual until one strange night.

His father was old and it was time for Carlisle to take over the family business considering his mother was also dead. So, as an alarm went up about a sighting of a vampire in town he was the first to go out and find it. That was a bad idea. He found the vampire all right and thought he could scare it off. Another bad idea. The vampire attacked him, and he was close to death when a mob of angry people came around the corner, the vampire ran. The vampire was weak, and thought he could fight Carlisle, he could not fight a whole group of people. The mob, thinking Carlisle was dead left him lying there figuring they would be back. But when they returned there was no Carlisle.

Carlisle had dragged himslef into a pile of potatos and was enduring a painful transformation in total silence. Once the change was over he realized what he had become and tried several attempts at suicide and found he could not kill himslef. So, vowing never to kill a human, he starved himself. After too long he became so hungry that he feasted on a herd of passing deer, and realized he need not be a monster. So he perfected his resistance to human blood. He traveled around the world living here and there, even with the Volturi for a while. And while treating patients for the Spanish Influenza he found Edward and his mother and changed Edward. Soon after he found Esme and changed her too and fell in love. Rosalie followed, as did Emmett, and then Alice and Jasper joined.

IT'S LIKE THE BOTTOM OF THE NINTH AND I'M NEVER GONNA WIN
LIFE HASN'T TURNED OUT QUITE THE WAY I WANT IT TO BE!

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ALIAS: Steph
HOW YOU FOUND US: Tis my site
ROLE-PLAYING EXPERIENCE: 2 years, 1 month
ROLE-PLAYING EXAMPLE:

Severus’ mind kept flicking between the past and the present. Whenever he was in his office, he found it hard to concentrate and what he was supposed to be doing. His mind continually rested on Lily. He’d never loved anyone else. At least not like he’d loved her. She had been his life; and then James had come along and wrecked it. Though, admittedly, he had done it partly by himself. When he’d begun hanging around with people like Antonin Dolohov; soon joining him amongst the ranks of the Death Eaters. He wasn’t until she had been killed, that he realised how messed up his life was. How much he needed to get out. It was that night that he had joined Dumbledore, only to go back to Voldemort a decade and a half later. It was - in his mind - one of the best decisions he had made in his entire life. Otherwise, he would have been dead. Voldemort would have killed him the day he came back from his perilous state as a half life. Severus put his wand on the table and linked his hands together, resting his chin on them like a stand. He observed Draco with intent - yet cold - eyes. His eyes were tired but they didn’t seem to show it as he continuously watched him. He was like an owl in some ways. He’d learn to be cautious, observe every move that a person did; to watch for signs of deceit, lying, the signs to murder, slaughter and maim everything in their site. He’d grown up to be that curious and it was proving to be a good thing now too. Draco’s eyebrows seemed to indicate that he was thinking, but what about, Severus had no idea. Rather than having to use a skill to read Draco’s mind, he wished he had the power to do it automatically. It would make life much more simple and a less dangerous place to live. When Draco didn’t answer his question, he automatically jumped to the conclusion that Draco simply didn’t know how he was going allow the Death Eaters into the school without raising suspicion from people. That would, of course, be the hardest part to do. He couldn’t stop himself from smirking. In front of his friends, the Death Eaters, The Dark Lord; he had seemed so confident but with such a weight bearing down on his shoulders, he was finally beginning to crack; seeing that being a Death Eater - like his father - was much harder than it seemed. Many of them had learnt to deal with the pressure that was put on them be killing others, venting their anger on something else. But they couldn’t anymore. They had to be cautious about where they visited. Especially until the Dark Lord had risen to his full power.

Severus nodded his head. “I’d gathered that was why you had come, though what you want me to do about it, I have no idea,” he pointed out coldly with a raised eyebrow. He had to be hard on Draco because if he wasn’t, then he wouldn’t get very far. Especially with this task that had been set upon him by the Dark Lord. Admittedly, it was a very heavy task to set a sixteen year old, but it was because of Draco’s father that it had been done. If he hadn’t of failed, then he wouldn’t have been given such a task. Severus bit the inner of his gum before nodding again. “I guess I could help you, after all I have promised your mother that I would help you,” He stated almost unhappily about the fact. What he wouldn’t say is that it had been decided by Dumbledore that he would help Draco allow the Death Eaters into the school. It was a dangerous thing to do and if he was caught by the Ministry, he would certainly be chucked into Azkaban and that - along with his father - is one of the things he feared most of all.

Severus had been informed of a trip Draco had made in the summer holidays to a certain shop. Bellatrix had taken great pleasure in mocking him in the fact that he hadn’t been there. He found it all rather immature and never had had much respect for her; even if she was considered to be one of the most loyal Death Eaters. He chuckled at the thought but quickly cut it off, due to the fact that Draco was there. Severus bit his lip when Draco pointed out he hadn’t answered his questions. He sighed and rubbed his forehead as if to say “You don’t really want to know.” Severus looked him in the eyes. “Do you really want to know Draco? I mean, really really want to know? Even if it means you getting angry - because I know you will.” Severus looked him hard in the eyes as he said it, watching for his reaction to see how well he handled it. If he didn’t handle this well, he definitely wouldn’t handle the truth very well. It was a surprise to see Draco acting so weak, compared to how he usually acted and it made Severus nervous.

Severus nodded. “Might I recall to your memory, the visit you had to Borgin and Burkes during the school holidays?” He asked with a slightly raised eyebrow, licking his lips again. He watched him with a slightly tilted head, waiting to see his reaction. Severus chuckled and poured Draco a drink of ice-cold Pumpkin juice. He stirred it slightly before sliding it over the desk to Draco. “May I suggest drinking that and relaxing. You won’t fail. If I know you like I do, then you’re intelligent when you put your mind to it.” Severus continued to watch him, resuming his original position. Severus nodded. “Co-conspirators could go to Azkaban too, and that’s another reason why you’re not going to fail. I don’t want to go to Azkaban either, so I’ll do everything in my power,” he continued, biting his lip slightly. Severus again, nodded. Dumbledore was one of the most powerful wizards that had ever lived and everyone knew it. Even the Dark Lord knew it. He was the only thing stopping The Dark Lord from achieving everything that he could. With Dumbledore in the way, he could never gain control of the only safe place left in the World; Hogwarts. “You outsmart him but using your brains and not brawn. Don’t think about what you don’t know, think about what you know,” Severus whispered with a dark tone. Severus followed his finger and shook his head. “You really need to calm down; they’ll send you to a psych ward if you’re not careful.”

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