HALE, rosalie lillian

[rosalie lillian hale]

*ROSALIE LILLIAN HALE,

“If you could only see the beast you've made of me. I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free.”

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*these violent delights have violent ends,
» FULL NAME: Rosalie Lillian Hale
» NICKNAMES: Rose
» AGE/BIRTHDAY: 91(appears to be 18) August 14th, 1915
» GENDER: Female
» ORIENTATION: Straight
» CANON OR ORIGINAL: Canon
» SPECIES: Vegetarian Vampire
» PACK/COVEN: Olympic Coven

*and in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
» HAIR: Honey blonde in color and rather long.
» EYES: In another life her eyes were described as violets, however they now are golden in color and slowly turn to black as her hunger continues.
» HEIGHT/WEIGHT: 5’9” and 135 lbs
» STYLE: Rosalie’s style is rather expensive and up to date fashion wise.
» BODY TYPE: Tall with subtle curves.
» DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: This would probably have to be her eyes. Not exactly common aside from those in her family.
» FACE CLAIM: Nikki Reed

*which, as they kiss, consume,
» LIKES:
-Fashion
-Make up
-Emmett
-Her family
-Makeovers
-Blood

» DISLIKES:
-The Volturi
-Bree, she’s unsure of her.
-Anyone trying to cause harm to her family.
-Bella, though not as much as before.
-Human food, it’s revolting.
-Being a vampire, she still hasn’t fully come to terms with it.
-Humans, she envies them. Plus their blood is very tempting to her.

» STRENGTHS:
-Her beauty, she can use it to her advantage.
-Wise, she’s been around for quite sometime.
-Intelligence. When you can’t sleep, at all, it seems only right that a lot of your time is spent learning new things.
-Quick to catch onto things.
-Her physical strength.

» WEAKNESSES:
-Emmett
-Quick to speak, and sometimes she makes mistakes which can cause problems.
-Saying sorry, she’s not very good at admitting when she’s wrong.
-The Volturi, she knows what they’re capable of.
-Human blood. Of course that would be a weakness of hers, she is after all a vampire.

» SECRETS:
-She envies humans.
-She would do just about anything to become human again.
-Rosalie sometimes resents Carlisle. Though she has grown to love him like a father and would never have the heart to bring up her feelings on the subject of becoming a vampire.
-Feeling lonely is something Rosalie hates.
-She does care for Edward, despite them butting heads quite a bit.

» GOALS:
-To keep her family safe.
-To find a different college to go to. She’s been to quite a few over the years and wants to try something new.
-Continue to live her life with Emmett by her side.

» OVERALL PERSONALITY: Rosalie personality is rather complicated. Growing up, she was always praised for her beauty, and that made her quite self-centered and rather confident. She doesn’t see confidence as being a bad thing, as being confident can get you far. It bothers Rosalie when people lack self-confidence and she usually don’t associate with those people. She’s far from being soft-spoken and she will tell you if she disagree with something, even if her point isn’t exactly right. She’s a very opinionated and a lot of people have pointed that out to her, some people don’t see that as a good thing but Rosalie believe it’s always good to have your own opinion.

It doesn’t take a lot to piss her off, and she have a rather hot head, she always has. Edward annoys her the most, even after all of these years and her personality tends to clash with his and others. Something that really tends to annoy the others in her family is how stubborn she truly is, and she doesn’t feel the need to stop from being so stubborn just because it bothers them. Though she hate to admit it, she’s rather selfish in some situations, Rosalie always has been and she doubt it’s going to change.

There are some good personality traits Rosalie has, though she don’t see herself as a bad person other’s tend to. Rosalie very loyal and protective over those she cares for, especially for Emmett. Though Rosalie is aware that Emmett can handle himself well, it doesn’t make her any less protective over him. While she isn’t sure others would see this as a good thing, she’s a rather huge perfectionist, Rosalie believes she always has been as well. Though to be fair her memories as a human are rather faded. She also does care for her family, despite their differences sometimes she does what she has to in order to protect them.

*the sweetest homey is loathsome in his own deliciousness,
» PARENTS: Margaret and Albert Hale
» SIBLINGS: Harold and Raymond Hale
» PETS: N/A
» SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Emmett Cullen-husband
» OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE:
Alice Cullen-adoptive sister
Edward Cullen-adoptive brother
Jasper Hale-adoptive brother
Esme Cullen-adoptive mother
Carlisle Cullen-adoptive father
Bree Tanner-not sure where she stands with her yet

» HISTORY:August 14th, 1915 was the day I came into the world. I grew up in Rochester, New York with my mother and father, as well as my two younger brothers. My mother was a housewife, while my father worked at a bank. Needless to say we had a steady income, even when most of the world was in the Great Depression to me it was nothing more than a troublesome rumor. Growing up, I always felt like I was the favorite of the family because of my beauty. My parents always seemed proud of how gorgeous I turned out and always praised me for my beauty, as did strangers. You could say this is the majority of the reason why I’m so vain and self-centered at times. While most people were more worried about having food to eat that day, I was more worried about finding someone to settle down with, the share the rest of my life with and it seemed my parents were as well.

Which brings me to Royce. He was working at my father’s bank when one day my mother sent me over to the bank, dressed up in a very nice dress and my blonde hair curled to perfection. I didn’t see it as too out of the ordinary because I usually dressed my best when going out. Though I did find it a little suspicious when my mother suggested the dress I wear. Still, I obediently went to the bank to give my father his lunch when he introduced me to Royce. Needless to say he and I caught on quickly. Before I knew it, we were engaged to one another and I had a beautiful ring on my finger. I couldn’t be happy, or so I thought. I was beginning to…not have second thoughts exactly, but feel that something was missing in our relationship. Though at the time I couldn’t put my finger on it.

The night of April 11th, 1933. I was just 18 years of age and engaged to a very powerful man by the name of Royce King the second. It was just a few weeks away from our wedding and I had gone over to see a close friend of mine, Vera. I spoke with her a while, and couldn’t help but think that one day soon, I would be Rosalie Lillian King and would have a wonderful house and kids, I hoped to have a little boy like Vera’s little Henry. On my way out Vera’s husband, a carpenter came home and it was then I noticed there was something between the love they shared and what Royce and I had. You could see the look in both of their eyes that they loved each other deeply, I wasn’t sure I felt that way for Royce and I felt guilty for it. Still, I kept a smile on my face and said goodnight to Vera for the last time, not that I knew that at the time. On my way home I began to realize I should’ve probably called my father to escort me home, though it was silly to me as I was only a few blocks away.

It was then I saw Royce and his friends. As they approached me I couldn’t help but notice Royce was drunk, and that embarrassed me because he was not acting like himself. I greeted him softly and the others, and one man, who had come up from the south to visit Royce was the first to speak up, he was so revolting but I kept face as he and the others spoke of me in such a rude manner. I was hoping Royce would put a stop to it, but all he did was laugh with them. Royce ripped off my jacket, it was present of his to me. The brass buttons scattered all over the pavement and I can remember my face going red with humiliation. This was not the Royce I had come to love, or so I thought. He then ripped my hat from my head and I couldn’t help but cry out in pain, as it had been held there by bobby pins. I really don’t want to go into further detail about it, but after I was left bruised, broken and on the verge of dying alone in the streets, they left me. I can remember Royce’s friends teasing him about how he’d have to find a new wife and of course that brought tears to my eyes. The man I thought had loved me just betrayed me in the worse way possible.

As I lay there on the pavement, surrounded by my own blood of all things it started to snow. Even with all the pain I was in, I can still remember how much it bothered me. It felt like forever until I heard light footsteps and I tensed, thinking Royce had come back to hurt me only to see that it was Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I knew of him and his family and had been envious of how beautiful they all were. He picked me off of the pavement with ease and was very gentle as he cradled me against his body, I wasn’t exactly sure what he was doing, but dying anywhere but on that pavement would be nicer. I really thought I had died, because at the time it felt like we were flying. However, when he took me inside of his house and laid me down on his couch I was glad to at least be dying somewhere warm. I was starting to slip away before a sudden pain shot through my legs and my wrist, something sharp, a pain I cannot explain, but very painful. I thought he had brought me back to his place to hurt me some more, until he explained to me what was going on. Soon after becoming a vampire, I found myself so caught up in the new beauty I possessed that it took me a while to see the curse of it all. I could never see my family again, do you have any idea how much that killed me? I could no longer make public appearances, because of the controversy it would cause. Every day I remembered less and less about my family, my life before everything took a turn for the worse, it was immensely depressing and frustrating. I began to realize that it was not Carlisle’s fault so much as it was Royce’s and his friends. I sought my revenge on them, especially Royce. Now this may sound childish to you, and a bit theatrical but after planning out my revenge I put it into action. Stealing a wedding dress, I made my way over to Royce’s mansion, knowing he would be there and even better, so were his friends. Needless to say, none of them made it out of there, and I saved Royce for last, as sadistic as it may sound I really enjoyed hearing him beg for his life and it may surprise you that I did not consume any of their blood. I was careful not to spill any.

Two years later, and we were all living in a new place, Carlisle, Esme, Edward and I. We moved down south to Gatlinburg, Tennessee. One day I was out hunting when I came across who was to be my future husband, a young man who was being mauled by a bear. His features were child-like and reminded me of Henry, Vera’s, my best friend in my human life, young child. It was what compelled me to save him. Though I knew I could not change him myself and I carried him over one hundred miles to Carlisle, who I begged to change him. It was hard to resist his blood, as it was everywhere but somehow I managed. During those three painful days of his transformation, I stayed with him, trying to keep his mind at ease. It wasn’t easy, watching him wither and cry out in agony and I knew exactly how he felt. Carlisle and I explained to him what was happening and surprisingly he didn’t seem upset at all. I knew from the moment he told me that hell was not so bad if you got to keep an angel with you, that I loved him. I realized what it was that had been missing in my relationship with Royce, true love.

In 1950, there was two more additions to our family, Alice and Jasper. At first, I wasn’t sure how to react to them willingly wanting to come into our family. Jasper seemed hesitant to himself, because he had a hard enough time not consuming human blood. Alice, as much as I love her now, had annoyed me at first with how optimistic she was about everything. Still, Carlisle welcomed them with opened arms.

Moving on to when Bella Swan came into our lives evasively. It seemed that only Jasper and I were the most hesitant, for both similar and different reason. I was not so much afraid of consuming her blood, as much as I was that she would spill the secret on our family. I couldn’t trust her at all, and honestly it also bugged me a little how Edward could see something in her and not me, though I got over that more quickly than the fact that Bella had everything I wanted. I yearned to be human, I still do and I would give up everything to be that. Time moved on and it became more and more evident that some day Bella would be a part of this family, and I was not looking forward to it, I’m sure everyone knew that. How could someone willingly give up their life for this? I just couldn’t even comprehend that.

Needless to say, something happened that made Edward realize something I had been trying to tell not only him but the whole family. Bella was not safe when in this family full of vampires. Sadly, it happened to be Jasper to prove this point when he almost attacked Bella over a small paper cut. We left for quite a few months, Edward not being near us for the most part. It bothered me that we had to move about just because of Edward’s mistakes. I myself, did not blame Jasper for being what he is, a vampire. Admittedly, I really felt no remorse for Edward, he brought this on himself. I did feel bad for Esme and Carlisle especially Esme, who was at a loss of what to do. I knew Esme and Carlisle were very close to him, so that only my hatred for him at the time double. How could he do this to them?

Then I found out from Alice, or well, demanded she tell me what was going on and explained that something happened to Bella and it might be too late for her to save her but she was going to try. Yes, now looking back I realize it was stupid to call Edward and tell him that Bella was dead when I didn’t know for sure, but at the time I figured she was. I did feel rather bad for what I had done and did apologize to Edward and Bella, if nothing more than to keep the peace and not have to deal with Edward. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that he had been rather pissed with me but it wasn’t entirely my fault.

Sometimes I find myself wondering if Bella is worth all of the risks our family has gone through since my brother’s infatuation started with the human. Recently we had not only the Volturi on our hands, but an army an old foe Victoria created. We now have a new member to our coven, Bree and I’m not sure how I feel about the newborn just yet. She’s proving to be worth yet another risk for our family. I’m just hoping Carlisle isn’t proven wrong about his decision on taking her in.

*and in the taste confounds the appetite,
» NAME/ALIAS: Andrea or Drea, doesn’t matter.
» AGE: 21
» ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: 3 years
» HOW YOU FOUND US: Caution
» CODE PHRASE: *ADMIN EDIT*

» RP SAMPLE:

It bothered Rosalie that she could not go outside without being accompanied by someone. She knew that they meant well, but that didn't make it any less frustrating for Rosalie. She felt like a caged animal. Stuck inside of here, maybe she had made the wrong choice. Maybe she should've gone with the other option, maybe she should've left Carlisle and his family, if you could call them that. He had killed both of them, even if they had been on the verge of death shortly before he had 'saved' them. She had been too, and of course it was still fresh in her mind. While other memories of her human life were fading, that particular night still plagued her and it was all that had been on her mind during those three painful days. Revenge, it's what she had needed to feel even the slightest bit better about what she's become. During those painful days and nights, Rosalie almost felt like giving up and had begged Carlisle and the other two, whoever would listen to kill her. She couldn't stand the memory she was going through. It was the worst pain she would ever experience. Yet somehow, she was able to survive. Probably because she knew she would get her revenge on Royce and his friends. For a while she would scream, hoping someone would hear her and come and end her life. However after a while she realized that screaming was useless. No one was going to come save her, she was going to die, or so she thought, in the home of complete strangers. Strangers that she had envied once before for their beauty, it had bothered her as a human how beautiful they all were. How they could be more beautiful than she was. However, now that she was a vampire she was more beautiful than she was and that made her feel slightly good about herself. Though there were things she would no longer be able to do. She would not be able to be around humans, at least for a while, and she could not have children. Something she had always dreamed about since she was a little girl with her doll. Her mother had told her that she would be a good mother some day. It looked like now that day would never come.

In some ways, Rosalie was able to remember how to act like a human, in other ways she found it difficult. It had been such a transition when she first became a vampire. One minute she was in pain, barely breathing and the next she was no longer in any pain, and breathing did nothing for her. It did not give her lungs the same satisfaction it once did. However, any flaws that she may've physically had as a human, were now gone. Her blood-red eyes had frightened her, even after Carlisle attempted to prepare her when she was in the midst of changing, it was still a shock to her. She had heard him apologize many times, every time she cried out in pain, but it did not make her feel any better. She had almost been on the brink of death before he had bitten her, and she had just been about to let go when he did so. So of course she was resentful towards him. Anyone in her situation would've certainly felt the same way, right? He was the reason she could no longer conceive, or be normal ever again. She was going to be like this for the rest of her life, if you could even call it. Her heart no longer worked, nor did any of her other organs. She didn't sleep anymore, because she didn't need to, and sometimes she wished she could. Just so she could escape this nightmare.

While Carlisle may've seen it as a thoughtful gesture to change her because she was on the brink of dying when he had found her, Rosalie saw it in such a different light. Why didn't he just leave her on the street? Or just bring her back to where they had been living and let her die, or informed her parents so she could see them one last time, or.... Well there were so many what ifs that entered her mind every time she thought of this subject, which was almost every moment of every day that she has been like this. Why did he have to kill her and change her into this? She didn't want a life like this, hiding from her parents who were probably grieving, even though she really wasn't dead but she couldn't go and see them. That would cause such a stir if she did, and they were become very suspicious of what had happened to her. And what would happen if she became hungry, for all she knew she could kill her mother without really wanting to. Maybe it was better that she didn't risk it. She knew that Edward was not too happy with her killing so many people, seven if you want to get technical. However, he had not died in the same way he had. He had died from a disease, while she had died from an attack. An attack of which she had not deserved and one she could've avoided had she not gone down the same street as he had or gone with someone home instead of being alone. She wished she could go back in time to just avoid all of this, but still know the man that Royce really was. How she had ever fallen in love with him was beyond her. Sure he was handsome, but what else aside from good looking children and money could he have given her?

Of course Rosalie didn't want Edward's pity, or anyone else’s. Curling up on her bed, she was still staring out the window when she heard someone enter the home. Breathing in the air deeply she could smell that it was Edward. This whole extraordinary senses still surprised her at times, and now she had almost completely forgotten how she had lived like a human with such dull senses. Esme and Carlisle were out at the moment, and that meant she had to be alone with Edward. Sighing in annoyance, she heard him groan downstairs. Yeah, well she didn't like him any better than he seemed to like her. She scowled every time she thought of how he didn't seem to find her physically attractive. It bothered her, she was the most beautiful girl in Rochester, especially after becoming a vampire. How could he not find her attractive?! Scowling when she heard Edward start to speak up as he made his way up to her room, her eyes narrowed when he called her Rose. Only people she liked could call her that, and she did not like him. "Well it's not my fault you can hear other's thoughts." She said in a bitter tone, glaring at the door that she knew Edward would be walking through at any moment. "I will not change my way of thinking just so it's convenient for you Edward." Rosalie said as her jaw tightened, a growl of annoyance and frustration building up in her chest. "It's not like I can really do anything else, I'm stuck in here almost all day long while everyone else does what they want!" She snapped out at him in frustration as she quickly got off of her bed to stand up, her arms crossed over her chest as she walked towards the window and leaned against it. The small amount of light making her skin shimmer before she turned her red gaze towards him, eyes still narrowed.

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