Name: Moon Wolf

Pronouns: she/her

Age: around 13ish

Favorite color: purple

Second-favorite color: indigo

Name of your macaw: Starlight

Pets (if any): Small silver wolf pup named Twilight

Preferred bed style: Any really works, just not too fancy or big 

Name: WiLdSoNg

Age: teenagerish

Favorite color: Changes depending on my mood, but right now I'll say magenta

Second-favorite color: see above, but right now I'll say teal.

Name of your macaw: Mischief

Pets (if any): A genderfluid fox named Avi

Preferred bed style: Tree house bed or loft bed.

Name: Lyric

Age: 14

Favorite color: Pink

Second-favorite color: Orange-brown

Name of your macaw: Turquoise

Pets (if any): I used to have a very adorable citrus mealybug called Persimmony...can she be in this ski lodge? (she's considered as an agricultural pest, which is why I ask permission).

Preferred bed style: Twin size bed, preferably with one side against the wall.

Name:Reuby Moonnight

Age:13

Favorite color:Black

Second-favorite color:Red

Name of your macaw:Nevermore

Pets (if any):A big black wolf named

Preferred bed style:Four poster.

Pronouns are she/her and I look like this 

OK, let me get this right. Participants:

Lyric

Scuttles

pangolin

WiLdSoNg

Parody

Moon Wolf

Poinsettia

Silver Crystal

Reuby Moonnight

Reuby, you joined after the eight guests had been filled, but that's fine! I'll just have nine guests instead of eight.

Now, everyone, please don't fill out more forms, it is full. 

First part out!

Wild song filled out the form and gave it to Mischief, her blue and green macaw. True to their name, Mischief swallowed the form. But before Wildsong had a chance to speak, Mischief brought a contraption with wings out from under their left wing. 

“How did you do that?” Wildsong asked before turning the trinket over in her hands and noticing a carved note on the back. 

Strap this to your back and fly toward the red grass. From there I will give you your room. -Sinusoidal

Surprised that a fellow CBer had brought them here, Wildsong strapped the contraption to her back the same way you strap on a backpack. 

“Where do you want to go?” A mysterious voice asked. Wildsong cleverly knew it was her backpack and answered right back, “Wherever Sine is,” with a grin. Suddenly she felt her feet leave the floor and for a second, everything was a blur. 

Suddenly the world around her became clear, and they were directly in front of a ten year old boy with a light blue kippah. “Sinusoidal?” She asked nervously. “Yes, that’s me,” Sine answered with a smile. “You are the first to come in, so you are the first to get your house. “ He pulled out what looked like a nerf gun and fired one nerf into the air. Suddenly the nerf started to become bigger and take the shape of… a tree house? Once the shape had finally settled (and landed) a bed, desk, and bookshelf materialized. “There you go. That’s your house!” Sine exclaimed, just as surprised as Wildsong was to have an entire house made out of a single nerf. “Follow me to the main house. It’s dinner time!”

Wildsong walked to the main house, which was a Japanese pagoda. Inside, Sine was flinging plates onto the table, and they always stayed steady, even filled to the top with gourmet food. Even more CBers were gathered at the table. “Hey Wildsong! How’s Unbelievable Isle so far?” Moon Wolf asked. “So far, great,” Wildsong replied, “But all these offers here… a nice bed, treehouse, et cetera,” Wildsong lowered her voice to a whisper, “may be too good to be true.” 

Later that night, she would be proven correct. 

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Also Wildsong you never provided your pronouns so I looked them up from a different ski lodge form of yours hope that's ok. 

Day 0, part 2

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Silver Crystal woke up to a light room. She had followed Benjamin Franklin’s “early to bed, early to rise makes a person healthy, wealthy, and wise” philosophy and chose to go to bed at 6 pm to prepare for the day. She checked the time stamp, assuming about 5 or 6 am, but she was shocked to find out that it was really only 7 pm! Trying to fall asleep, she tossed and turned before realizing that there was a leaf blower on and a dog barking. It was past the curfew that Sinusoidal had set, so she couldn’t go out, but she looked out the window, hoping to find the person who caused all the mischief. 

Unfortunately, they couldn’t be seen, and Silver Crystal collapsed onto her bed. Or, she thought it was her bed. She had underestimated the distance between her and the bed, and accidentally flopped down onto the floor. “Ouch!” She tried covering her ears before realizing that there was only one solution — their host, Sinusoidal. 

“Sinusoidal! Sinusoidal!” She called. No response. She called again, louder this time. “SinuSOIDAL! SinuSOIDAL!” Once again no response. She tried one last time, screaming with all her energy. “SINUSOIDAL! SINUSOIDAL! SINUSOIDAL!” Suddenly, the boy she recognized as Sine came flying in through the window. “Aaaaah! Sorry, I assume you’re calling about the noise? There is a telephone here, like in all good hotels,” he said, indicating the telephone to the left side of Silver’s bed. “Ugh!” She groaned. 

“Anyway, I am really sorry about this. I just got calls from everyone—you’re not the only one having trouble falling asleep. Moon Wolf, Scuttles, Poinsettia… all are disturbed by the noise. I wonder who brought a dog?” Sinusoidal scratched his head thoughtfully. He continued. “Unfortunately, although it is true that Unbelievable Isle was advertised as a place where anything can happen, regardless of whether it makes sense or not, the one thing we can’t do is stop people from doing something disruptive. And you can see why it would be bad if we could.” Silver groaned again.

“The one thing I can do is temporarily make your room temporarily soundproof until the next morning, but it is taking Chateau, my macaw, a while to do so. Not to mention he has to fulfill orders for each of the guests. I’m sorry, but right now, the best you can do is try to read a book or do something else. And it is past curfew, so no going out or causing mischief, right?” Sinusoidal winked and headed out.

Silver Crystal groaned yet again. There was no way she could read a book in this noise. She would have to resort to doing nothing, her least favorite thing to do. She silently swore that she would make sure, that this never happened again. Anywhere. Any time.

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OK, sorry if this is a little boring. I might ditch the ski lodge if the noise isn't an interesting enough conflict. 

Also, the beds haven't been sabatoged yet, but be patient! This is just the zeroeth day. 

Scuttles, pronoun question? Is it fine if I switch between he/him, she/her, and they/them in my next part, in the same sentence? (ex. Her alarm clock had rung, waking him up from their not-so-deep slumber.) If that doesn't work, tell me how I should switch between pronouns.