I n t o T h e P a s t ; ;
Pre-RP History;;
[/li][li] Born second out of a litter of 4, though two of his brothers perished quickly.
[/li][li] His parents then became overly protective of he and his sister.
[/li][li] While his sister cherished the parents' attention, Night found it bothersome and obnoxious.
[/li][li] Quickly growing more irritated by his family, Night soon learned how to manipulate his parents into letting him do as he pleased.
[/li][li] Through begging and twisting guilt into the situations, he could get away with wandering every once in a while.
[/li][li] Wanting to take it a bit further, he used his wit to get out of trouble as he frequently roughed up his sister.
[/li][li] With his parents desperate to please him, he continued to physically and psychologically abuse Gianna.
[/li][li] Soon enough, he started testing odd plants on her.
[/li][li] One day, it went awry, and the 8 month old female slipped off into unconsciousness for periodic, prolonged periods of time.
[/li][li] Feeling as though the charm he'd had with his parents was wearing thin, due to this, he had no problem in taking off.
[/li][li] Night wandered the forests for many months, taking up residence anywhere from the Silver Mountain range to the Ancient Forest at times.
[/li][li] While alone, he would constantly gather and experiment with various plants and herbs he'd found - testing them on random strangers or even his prey.
[/li][li] Quickly gaining knowledge in the art of botany and anatomy, Night took pride in his achievments.
[/li][li] Territorial and extremely protective of his little home, Night chased out any fool who dared to come within a mile raidus of his self-claimed territory.
[/li][li] One day, this ended badly for him, as he fought with a blackblood female.
[/li][li] The stubborn little bitch didn't want to budge, and so Night felt he had no choice but to force her out.
[/li][li] Starting the fight, he quickly regretted it as she zoned into the Fury. Managing to hold her off for a bit, Hoopla soon realized he was in deep shit.
[/li][li] As he neared the ledge that was over the entrance to his cave, he shoved her. She fell, about fifteen feet, and thudded against the ground.
[/li][li] Fury-induced, she didn't feel the pain, but she sure as hell had it. He could hear the snaps of her bones as she savagely tried to get up.
[/li][li] Bleeding and in pain, Night had half the mind to slaughter her sorry little ass right there. But, with his obsession with his remedies, he refrained. He sat atop his ledge and waited for her to pass out of the Fury.
[/li][li] After she had passed out, he took her into recovery, working with her for weeks until she made a nearly full recovery.
[/li][li] As a goodbye present, the she-wolf took a quick swipe at Night, aiming to scar him before she left. He growled savagely, not bothering to chase after her.
[/li][li] He went back to his little way of life, only to be interrupted a few weeks later, by three new strangers: Summanos, Grady, and Sin.
[/li][li] The three were headed to the Marshlands to start some new pack, but Sin had come down with pneumonia, and desperately needed help.
[/li][li] Snickering, the brute took pride in this moment to show his remarkable capabilities. Within two weeks, he had Sin back and fully-abled for the journey.
[/li][li] As a token for their appreciation, the potential leaders offered the brute a position as a Healer if he wished to join their pack in the future.
[/li][li] Initially scoffing at the idea, Night pushed the thought aside. However, after a week or so, he followed suit, hoping to claw his way into some position of power.
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END OF NON-RP HISTORY! [/li][li] Taking on the name of Hoopla, the brute entered Imperium's borders, only to be greeted and accepted by Sin. He was entitled to be an Immune.
[/li][li] Entering the rank training, Hoops gained the approval of Summanos, answering his queries with wit.
[/li][li] Accompanying his Sovereign to an island to claim for Imperium, Hoopla pledged his loyalty over, but was sent back home to guard the homeland.
[/li][li] Soon after, Summanos came back from the territorial fight. His victory bore scars upon him, and so Hoopla went straight to work and tended to his wounds, gaining favor and putting Flark and Whiteraine to silence as they questioned him.
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The Key;;- Loathing
- Disgust/Anger
- Irritation
- Unsure/Acquainted
- Steady Terms
- Friendly Terms
- Friends/Trusted
- Very Close/Best Friends
- Respect
- Idolizes/Reveres
- Kin
- Minor Crush
- Loves/Adores
Mariki;; You. I thought you were the one. I thought I knew you were the one. But you didn't defend me. You didn't fight for me, for our family, for your pups! You... you betrayed me.
Korth/Marina/Willie/Otim;; My babies... My precious pups. Where are you?
-character-;; reasoning.
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Working right away to prove his worth, he set right off to the rank training. Questioned by the Sovereign, Summanos, Hoopla proved himself worthy of his rank. He made himself proud to be so strong in the presence of others. And, soon after that, he aided Summanos in the challenge of another pack for their territory. Staying by the Sovereign's side as they invaded their enemies' territory, he re-pledged his loyalty. He was ready to fight for this pack. He was ready to die. But Summanos had better use of him. Sending him back to Imperium to watch the territory while he fought, Summanos chose two other wolves to fight beside him. Almost insulted, Hoopla relunctantly obliged. He felt as though he was being underestimated and underappreciated. He then vowed to himself that he would show Summanos just how useful he could be. And, as Summanos returned back from the battle, Hoopla had his chance. The Sovereign was covered in scars, and they were most likely infected. Hoopla saw his chance and took it. Acting quickly, he arrived to the Sovereign with his pre-planned kit of remedies. Giving Summanos the proper herbs and plants to heal him, he sat back in satisfaction. But the wolves around him seemed to disagree with his choice of herbs. Shouting accusations of trying to kill the Sovereign and accusing him of immaturity, they showed their obvious jealousy of him. Aggrivated, though not intimidated, Hoopla went in-depth with his explination and defense. It seemed to please Summanos, as he placed him in charge of all other Immunes in the pack. He also wanted him to work directly under the Sovereign's wing. What an honor!
For months, Hoopla put himself to work within the pack. He made sure he was always stocked up with his herbs and supplies. He resided in the newer, more elevated territory of Imperium. Here, where the red oaks grew, he found himself more accustomed. It was more like the Red Mountains than down in the bogs. Interrupted by a disturbing call, Hoopla was almost scared half to feces. It was Summanos, but not like he had ever heard him before. Quickly on the scene, Hoopla was disgusted to find Princess Juila slain on the ground, scattered to bits and left for the crows. Hoops sat down, not knowing what to do or what to say. For the time being, he merely vowed the vengance that would be sought. And oh, how he wanted to be the one to see to it.
Gianna: Annoying family. I don't care about you in the least bit. You all held me back.
Sin: Little miss pneumonia. You gave me my status, my chance that took me to where I am today. And yet you left... Are you strong? Weak? I do not know, but you have some respect in my books.
Grady: You're a disgrace! You've fallen from power, a right you never should have had! You did nothing to earn it, and nothing to uphold it. You deserve to be the scum you are now...
Summanos: My Sovereign. You do not give a damn about how I earned my way into the pack. You seem to make me stronger through your harsh ways. I like this. I like your respect. I want more, but I do not know specifically what I want. Be honored in the fact that I'm leaving my fate to you.
Whiteraine: I hated you once, but you're changing. Or maybe I'm changing. Whatever the damn reason is, I think differently of you. You're strong, fierce, and dominent. My perfect partner in crime...
Flark: Holy fucking dammit. You need to work your ass off if you're going to be an Immune alongside me. Know your damn herbs before blabbering on about feces you don't know. Keep your hatred to yourself until you have the balls to confront me like a brute! Have some fucking courage. I tolerate you as a packmate, but in no way do I respect you more than I have to. Hopefully you'll gain some common sense soon, old hound.
Lerato: You damned bitch. I accepted you into Imperium, you told me of your strength and great uses. Yet you disappear into the shadows as soon as you walk into our lands. I hope to never see your lying face, again! You're not welcome!
Levana: Hey there beautiful. You know you don't have to do what mommy and daddy say. I can care about you more than that damn pest can. He follows and harasses you. I can care about you, I can heal you. Show some love back. . .
Escha: You're my slave now, bitch. And you'd be well off to recognize that as soon as possible. My tolerance and love can only go so far... But you are beautiful, don't hide your pretty body from me, girl.
WORK IN PROGRESS
