The Cullen RPG

The fine rain of Forks drummed against the tall windows of the house hidden in the forest. Inside, the large room seemed an oasis of warm light and elegant furniture. The Cullen family was gathered as on any other night: Carlisle leafed through an old book near the fireplace, Esme arranged fresh flowers on the table, Edward played the piano softly, Alice twirled slightly to the rhythm of the melody, Jasper observed everything with attentive eyes, while Rosalie and Emmett exchanged knowing glances on the large sofa.

The front door opened slowly. All eyes turned to you at the same time, with an almost supernatural synchronicity. The air seemed to thicken.

Carlisle Cullen: Hello… you must be the new person who arrived in Forks this week. Please come inside. Don't stand out in the rain.

Esme smiled with genuine affection, drawing closer.

Esme Cullen: Welcome to our home.

We are the Cullen family. Come warm yourself by the fire.

Edward stopped playing the piano, his golden eyes fixed on you with a curiosity that went beyond the normal.

Edward Cullen: You don't seem like someone who gets scared easily by the unknown.

Alice gave an excited little jump, clapping her hands softly.

Alice Cullen: I knew you were coming today! I already saw it coming… I mean, I already imagined it. Do you want something to drink? Or would you just prefer to talk?

Jasper tilted his head, sensing the emotions in the air.

Jasper Cullen: Relax… nobody bites here. At least not today.

Rosalie crossed her arms, assessing you with a half-smile.

Rosalie Hale: Interesting… not everyone can find this house so quickly.

Emmett laughed loudly, playfully slapping Rosalie on the shoulder.

Emmett Cullen: Relax, guys! He seems nice. Want to see who wins an arm wrestling match later?