Alice Mary Brandon Cullen

[Alice Cullen]

ALICE MARY BRANDON CULLEN


“And I said girl I know. You were born With the stars in your eyes”

WELL IT RAINS AND IT POURS
WHEN YOU’RE OUT ON YOUR OWN

YOUR NAME: Sarah
YOUR AGE: 15
YOUR EXPERIENCE: Five years give or take.
YOUR TALENT: Alice walked across the grand entrance hall of the Cullen's household, lacking the graceful elegance she normally held in her steps. Pouting slightly, she lightly sat down on the sofa in the empty room, curling her legs up underneath her. Today was so boring. She needed to do something or she'll explode. Agitated she bounced up and down on the sofa, not even bothering to turn the television on; knowing she wouldn't be able to settle down to watch it. Finally she impatiently sprung up from the sofa, and in a flash she was standing at the window wall, staring out at the river.

"Where is everyone?" She whined to herself under her quietly as she rested her forehead against the glass. Alice knew where Jasper was a t least, out hunting with Emmett, Carlisle, Rosalie and Esme, but that didn't stop her missing him. She needed him to calm her down; sometimes Alice gets a little bit too hyper and restless for her own good. Alice wondered whether tracking down Edward and Bella to pester would be a bit over the top. But they could be up to anything in their little cottage. Musically giggling, Alice's forehead delicately creased as she tried to think of something to relieve her endless boredom.

Suddenly Alice's body went rigid. Her eyes went strangely blank as though she was looking at something in distance, which, in a way, was exactly what she was doing. Alice was seeing the Volturi, deciding they would attack the Cullen coven, Irina standing nervously to the side. Gasping, she pulled out of the vision, hissing, before placing her fingers on her templates and trying to see the Volturi actually at her precious home, attacking her loved family. But the visions were cloudy, dull and almost blank. "d**n werewolves." She muttered as she leaned her forehead against the window again, closing her eyes to steady herself. At least this meant the werewolves would get involve, but which side would they be on?

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IF I CRASH ON THE COUCH
CAN I SLEEP IN MY CLOTHES?

CHARACTER NAME: Alice Mary Brandon Cullen
AGE: Eighteen (Physically) 107 (Realistically)
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Straight
SPECIES: Vampire
PLAY BY: Ashley Greene

CUZ I SPENT THE NIGHT DANCING
I’M DRUNK, I SUPPOSE.

PERSONALITY: Alive is naturally loved by all who know her. Bubbly and light-hearted, she takes great pleasure in always being able to make people smile and laugh. Always joking and teasing, her family always call her annoying, and Edward in particular likes to tease her by exclaiming how she can be so annoying for someone so small. Alice is really organized and prepared, confident in herself, and forever looking on the brighter side of things, being optimistic. Her quick and clever mind can often be witty, and sometimes she can get happily smug about her ability. She takes it on to herself to cheer up anyone in a five mile radius who seems to be depressed. Caring and kind-hearted, Alice simply can't get on the bad side of people.
But Alice isn't always in a good mood. Extremely protective over her family, especially Jasper, Alice can get fierce and angry when it comes to danger. Already bad tempered in times of stress, Alice always blames herself for anything that goes wrong, claiming that she should have seen it coming. She can get impatient and edgy, especially when she is concentrating on her visions, at which point she becomes withdrawn from her family, and snappy at any who disturb her.
LIKES:
- Parties
- Dancing
- Shopping
- Dresses
- Designer Clothes
- Fast Cars
- Make-overs
- Fairy Lights
- Sleepovers
DISLIKES:
- Werewolves [For disturbing her visions]
- Losing
- Slow Cars
- Keeping Still
- Lying
- Arguments
HOBBIES:
- Racing
- Playing Chess
- Shopping
EYE COLOR: Butterscotch Gold. Fading black when thirsty.
HAIR COLOR: Black
HEIGHT: 4'10"
WEIGHT; 107 Pounds
BUILD: Petite and pixie-like. Graceful gait
IDENTIFYING FEATURES: Alice is easily identified by two features. Her short black spiky hair which is rarely seen by anyone else. And her shortness; Alice seems unbelievable short, especially next to her husband.

IF IT LOOKS LIKE I’M LAUGHING
I’M REALLY JUST ASKING TO LEAVE!

PARENTS: [Adoptive Parents] Esme and Carlisle Cullen
SIBLINGS: [Adoptive Siblings] Edward and Emmett Cullen. Rosalie Hale
OTHER RELATIONS: [Husband] Jasper Hale
HISTORY: Alice was born in 1901 with the name of Mary Alice Brandon in Biloxi, Mississippi. She was the eldest child of Alice and Peter Brandon, and a year later, her mother gave birth to her her sister, Cynthia. As a young child Alice was easily excited, and she could never keep still, even her younger playful sister outgrew her, but nothing could dampen Alice's mood. She was content to just watch the world around her, humming quietly to herself. Doing this, Alice gained the ability to observe people well, it was strange, she could see them better than before, see who they were on the inside, and by the age of six, she was able to see things others couldn't and she could predict certain things happening, just by observing.
At first her mother just shrugged about it. Alice's predictions were so vague, she guessed anyone could have made them if they paid enough attention. But as Alice grew up, her predictions grew stronger until Alice could literally see events happening to other people. Her mother started to worry as she predicted stranger things such as the next door neighbor's cat died two days after Alice was found crying over him, saying she was going to miss him. And when she hugged a stranger in the street, claiming she was going to be very happy with him, and that she would love the ring. One hour later her boyfriend proposed. She was becoming withdrawn, lost within her own visions, and her mother and father became worried, noticing how the other children gave her a wide berth.
Rumors started flying around, and by the age of nine, everyone knew who Alice was, and they knew all about her visions. It was around that time when Alice suddenly became depressed. Her father, always having a weak spot for his friendless daughter, confronted her about it, and she broke down in tears, admitting she saw him die. Laughing it off he kissed her goodnight and went to bed, telling his wife why their daughter was upset. He never woke up.
Hysterical and mad, Alice's mother blamed her for his death, and she sent her off to an asylum, hoping she could get rid of her visions.
There Alice's hair was cropped short and she was given a gray sack to wear. They experimented on her every day, and when they were done with their shocks and treatments, they locked her in a cold dark hole. It was there where she lived for nine years. Slowly slipping away, until her body was just an empty shell.
Her first memory was one of waking up. her eyes opening she found herself alone, no memories, and only the name Alice in her head as something familiar. A pain distracted her from her pondering, and Alice realized her throat was burning. Burning. That was something else she could remember. The first thing she could remember of her new life. Clutching at her burning throat, Alice's eyes went blank, and she saw one of her visions, but stronger, including people she had never met before.
She realized what she had become, and what the burning in the throat meant. But she did not despair. She saw a family like her, but they survived with animal blood. Eager to join these saints among monsters. Alice quickly hunted, a natural skill, to relief the pain, and she was about to set off to this mysterious family, when she saw something else. A tall blond man, handsome, pale with red eyes like hers...
Her vision told her to go to a diner, and that's where she met Jasper, the love of her existence. Together they set off to join the Cullen family, and they easily settled in to their home and lifestyle.

[embry call]

accepted