DAiLiGHT

In honor of my return to NiD.com, I am going to make a new RP. This one takes place before NiGHTS Into Dreams, and chronicles NiGHTS' backstory as seen through my head.

In the story, Wizeman has already created Selph, his perfect creation. Selph is perfect and does everything Master Wizeman asks him to. However, he is not enough to marshall the entire Nightmaren army, so Wizeman attempts to create another one like him. However, the spell goes awry and Wizeman's newest creation gets split into two distinct and sentient beings, Reala and NiGHTS. At first, both Reala and NiGHTS are perfect minions of Wizeman, until NiGHTS begins to feel emotions due to the trauma of being split from Reala. NiGHTS' emotions go out of control and that is what causes him to see the world in a new light, as something that must be protected rather than destroyed and controlled. He betrays Wizeman, running away, killing Selph and breaking Reala's heart. Reala, who held high regard and -- dare it be said-- a high level of love for his twin brother, is left broken and soulless as a result of the betrayal, his once vibrant mind turning dark and sinking into evil. He becomes violent, more so than Wizeman could have ever predicted, and as such Wizeman locks him away. He attempts yet another spell, this time turning up with Jackle. With one functional Maren at his disposal (NiGHTS is gone, Selph is dead, Reala is in prison), Wizeman goes on to attempt domination anyway. However, Reala escapes confinement to prove himself to Master Wizeman. Realizing Reala refuses to be locked away, Wizeman sends him to look for NiGHTS. Reala has suppressed all memory of NiGHTS as his brother, and now only remembers him as a traitor and an enemy, hence the old "There is no NiGHTS" line. Reala carries out his duty faithfully. However there is still a slight nagging in his mind about NiGHTS, about his origin. Reala eventually goes insane once again, this time as far as to claw at his own eyes and burn his lips in an attempt to differ himself from NiGHTS. Wizeman, all powerful yet still a living being, is terrified of the damage this new, insane Reala can cause if angered, so Wizeman allows him to roam free as he wishes. Thus begins NiGHTS: Into Dreams.

I need competent, literate RPers here, and I need people for the following parts:

NiGHTS-
Wizeman- Noctourne Wonderland
Selph-
Reala- DAiLiGHT (AKA Myself)

There may be more or less characters as the story goes on, and Selph will be brought back to life. This RP is limited on OC's, but if there's one in particular you think would really be helpful to the storyline, PM me his/her/its profile and bio and I may agree to it. However, I merely wanted this to be a good backstory. I would also like art to go along with the story, so if anyone finds a scene in particular they'd like to draw I'd love it. Anyway, this RP is open, so feel free to add your two cents.

I'm sure no one really remembers me, but if you do, hello again! I have been away because of school for a long, long time now. I knew there was a reason I hated Algebra! I knew it! Anyway, I'm DAiLiGHT, and I've been a member of this site since just before JoD was released in 2007. Anyway, I finally got around to catching up on all my homework (I MADE HIGH HONOR ROLL FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY LIFE PRAISE ME PRAISE ME!!!!) and I think it's safe to start becoming active here again. I hope I'm not headed for a giant cartoon BRIDGE OUT sign. Between school and my home life becoming more and more hectic with each passing day, I hope I can find enough time to come on and say hello once and a while. I finally got around to listening to DiGi and TRiPPY's latest podcast, and I have to say, good work. Good work. I know the podcast came out a while ago, but I heard DiGi mention something about Skype, and I now have a nice new little Skype address. Convienient, eh? It's Harmonix_V. Feel free to Skype me up at any time. Why does that sound like a lame sexual innuendo? Anyway, it's true. I have a webcam and a microphone on this old Mac laptop (Old Mac Laptop had a farm, E I E I OOOOOO.... *cough*) and therefore can talk to you properly. I also have AIM and YIM for when you're not feeling up to seeing my ugly mug. I don't blame you. Anyway, before this post goes on like a bad fanfiction written by a 12-year-old, I'll shut my big mouth and wait for someone to say hello.