BoysPlantGraves
Graves will Grow Flowers
"I apologize for the hell you have been sworn to live in, I will rid you of the bindings that are holding you to Earth."
"You're being more social with the ghouls then with us."
"I'm trying to complete the mission, I'll be stating your being off task in my report."
"Really...Really?!"
---------------------------------------------------------------
Name : Lull Sue Captylu
Age : 26
Ghoul Level/Investigator Rank : Associate Special Class Investigator
Faction : Dove
Sub-Faction :
Gender : Male
Blood Type : A
Ward : 20th Ward
Sexuality : Pansexual
---------------------------------------------------------------
Appearance
Biography
Lull isn't originally from such a land as this but one he has come to forget about. It is a troubling task to remember much of what happened to the man before the age of twelve though he is aware that he may have had a twin sister of a similiar appearance and two wealthy parents though how they looked and their words have been forgotten, having been lost after a particular event that occurred when he was but a young teen.
For a reason he cannot recall, Lull and his family had taken a trip to the area of the first ward, now that he recalls his past he wonders if his parents held business there with the Doves.
Well, as they traveled through a crowd of hundreds the terrible event of being separated from his family occurred. Lull can easily remember how scared he had been as he ran around attempting to hear his families thick accent or to see their eccentric white hair which set them out among the crowd without struggle. Though as dusk fell the young boy had found that he knew not a thing of where to go, he wished to ask for assistance but what was this lands language? They spoke but gibberish that was impossible for the twelve year old to comprehend, he was living in a terrible nightmare.
As the night had fallen Lull had sat upon a wooden bench near a park he had sort of recognized, hoping he'd spot his family. This was when a young women approached him and sat beside him, he didn't understand her words but she seemed kind, her smile was soft and gentle like his mothers. But her eyes, what color were they? The darkness made it so difficult to read, she looked liked someone who would have blue eyes, bright blue eyes that sparkled even through exhaustion. She was a ray of light for Lull, though suddenly everything became dark when he had turned away and a pain shot up his left arm.
Wait, where was it? The pain was so definite in the section but when Lull turned to gaze at it, the area was missing what once occupied it. It hurt, it hurt to much to comprehend what else could be happening as Lulls high pitched cries rippled through the nights air, where was someone? He needed help, someone please help, Lull tried to stand up to run when another scream had mixed with his own, one of a feminine nature. When the twelve year old looked back the women was suddenly unmoving an intimidating man standing above her with an odd sword like weapon penetrating her.
Once more Lull was filled with fear though the darkness of unconsciousness had enveloped him until he had reawaken in a room he didn't know. The man was in front of him and spoke in a tongue Lull had known, one which caused him to begin to cry suddenly as though the language was a haven which would return him back to his home and family. The man asked him many questions but mainly on whether he'd like to protect people from what had attacked him, it sounded like he'd be a hero, someone who'd save the world with superpowers. Lull was quick to reply with a fast yes despite his lack of a left arm.
Personality
/ Quiet / Curious / Doesn't express emotions / Robotic / Kind / Reliable
Every individual holds a personality, a persons emotions distinct in many scenarios both positive and negative. Though such an inferred fact as this is commonly questioned when in regards to the dove, Lull. He is a man who doesn't express his emotions overtly, if one wishes to know what he's feeling you must either ask, which no one wants to do, or, read the small signs which he can't help but reveal through his blank facade.
Lull is generally a person of silence who is commonly inspecting his surroundings though not out of anxiousness. He isn't one to be fearful or irritated, but merely someone who sits in a thoughtful and quizzical silence. The young man holds an intense amount of curiosity within him and this tends to lead him to roaming streets and entering shops that might have been looked past beforehand.
Lull is a man who is on occasion rumored to lack emotion unless he is in the heat of battle, during such times as these his emotions run wild and he is known to become reckless with his actions, a starch contrast to his usual persona. He is a man who reels with feelings when in the presence of ghouls, an odd compassion for the beings that cause him to be casted out socially by his co-workers. Lull though his own personal experiences with both horrendous and kind ghouls sees their conditions as a sort of sickness which by killing them he is capable of ridding them of it and allowing them to live happily, unaware that some may be content with their lives.
Lull isn't a man who is emotional over the lives of his comrades and civilians but over the lives of those he sees to be suffering.
To much of the CCG he isn't a dove though a crow tainted by what makes the world dark.
Likes & Dislikes
+Silence
+Finding new places
+Kittens
+Bitter Coffee
+Success, meeting standards
-Seeing things suffer
-Quinques
-Wearing his glasses
-Puns (They are the bane of his existence)
-When people can't understand him because of his accent
-Confrontation
------------------------------------------------------------
Please be kind to my young robotic boy
ove
