Excited to see what direction the new version will go in!

I’d like to reserve please.

YAYYY IT WENT THROUGH!!! 

Sorry for the delay everyone, but it's officially up!!! 

all former participants will be transferred over to PARADISE: REBOOT!! if you were not in the original, feel free to reserve a spot!!! 

:D 

uriel  

please ahhh 

NAME: Sempreverde 

PRONOUNS: she/her 

APPEARANCE: (note – please list one “casual” outfit and one “formal” outfit. the formal outfit must include a mask of some sort, otherwise entrance to the midnight masquerade will be denied.) my casual outfit is a pair of blue pants that flare out at the bottom, tall black boots, and a t-shirt with hamsters. My formal outfit is a white kimono with stylized blue flower designs. My mask is a blue and gold venetian cat mask. I wear my hair long and keep it in place with a fancy dark green butterfly pin.

PERSONALITY: (details, please.) clever, observant, fiery temper when provoked, avid reader, usually thoughtful and quiet, creative.

FAVORITE FLOWER: rhododendron

EDEN OR OLYMPUS: Eden

WHICH RING WILL YOU CHOOSE?: (1-9) 8

do I need to fill something out for luggage? 

hey! looking on to take 2 more people into this ski lodge :) everything will be closed on tuesday, and the first installment will come out wednesday <3 

<~>

>:}

Evergreen says +izyob+ 

i'm so excited for this to start up again! the new concept sounds so neat. you're an awesome writer, uriel <3

୧‿̩͙ ˖︵ ꕀ⠀ ♱⠀ ꕀ ︵˖ ‿̩͙୨

˚₊‧꒰ა welcome to PARADISE. ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

``` DAY: ZERO. 

``` PART: ONE, TWO. 

``` DEAD: ZERO. 

``` MISSING: ZERO. 

``` ALIVE: 16/16. 

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·

apologies if the formatting is messed up. 

authors note: in this alternate universe, all the cbers know each other. so… don’t worry about it. 

DAY 0 PART 1 

“PARADISE” was what she had called it. Her name… what was her name again? Uriel? Ariella? Yes, that was it. Ariella. Ariella Angelorum. 

It was a strange name, wasn’t it? A strange name befitting of an even stranger person. Nonetheless, she had given you the invitation — an invitation to a vacation that promised joy, relaxation, and complete, utter, happiness. A vacation that had been given five stars on Yelp from everyone that had visited. You couldn’t help but wonder if they were just bots. Were they? 

The 16 chosen souls awaited entrance to this PARADISE in different places. Some had been told to simply stay at home. Others had been told to travel to the nearest body of water. But for everyone, the minute the clock struck 11:11 PM, the journey had started. It took around 30 minutes for everyone— even for those who lived more than 5 hours away from the Destination. Some were stuck in “limbo” for around 30 minutes. Others embarked on a high-speed train that roared at every turn. 

At the end of the 30 minutes, they seemed to reach a rift in the universe. A sudden bump, as if going over a speed bump, and they found themselves deposited on the steps of PARADISE. An empty suitcase with whatever necessities they needed was deposited beside them as well, and in a few seconds, all the others found themselves in a (small) crowd of 16 (mostly) people. 

The “so, how did you get here?” didn’t matter. They were all here — and that was all that mattered. 

“So.” Sempreverde frowned, looking around them. “How did you all get here?” 

Parody shrugged. “I exploded into bio-degradable confetti and found myself on a boat. It took 30 minutes.” 

“Oh.” Sempreverde frowned again. “That’s weird. So… we all got here through different ways?” 

Hawkstar nodded. “Yeah, it seems like it — I went to sleep and dreamed of flying through the air, and then 30 minutes later, I was here.” Her expansive hawk wings fluttered in the wind. “What about you, Sempreverde?” 

“I was walking, and then I found myself here, I think.” 

“Th—” 

The doors began creaking, slowly but surely. They were beautiful, grand doors— varnished mahogany with ornate gold decorations and rather ancient gold door handles. In the top-center of both of them, a roaring lion served as a knocker, baring it’s teeth. It seemed to move— no, it did move. The mane flared and fluttered like flames, and once in a while, the lion would abruptly yawn before going back to snarling. You could practically see the smoke of anger coming out of the lion’s mouth. 

The hall inside was even more beautiful — hauntingly so. It was empty, with bare mahogany floors and glossy arches with unlit torches lining the walls, the smoke still spiralling out of the blown-out candles. A dining hall took up the center. Plates were set, and there were namecards placed nearby every plate. At the head of the table sat a figure. 

She was simply ethereal. Not in an angelic way— if anything, she looked more like a demon— but she was ethereally beautiful. She looked as if she could float up to heaven at any given moment. She had the sort of beauty poets would write about, describing her bloodred eyes as pools of rubies, and her dark hair as flowing strands of black silk. 

“Welcome to PARADISE.” 

The figure clapped her hands twice, smiling as the lights were all lit, flames rushing from her end of the hall to the doors. 

DAY 0 PART 2 

The group dispersed and sat down at their respective places. Food had appeared on the table— and it looked delightfully delicious. The hall was filled with silence as they enjoyed their meal. 

In due time, whispers began to fill the hall, replacing the empty void of silence. Scuttles gently elbowed the person sitting next to them [Anastasia] and whispered underneath their breath. 

“Who’s the figure?” 

“Ariella, maybe? Maybe she’s a shapeshifter—” 

The figure stood up and took a bow, her cape sweeping over the floor. “Welcome to the beginning of PARADISE,” she smiled again. 

“I am Lady Chihime Yahiro, the owner of the Bloodmoon Mansion, and the head of the Yahiro Clan. You will all be taking aforementioned Mansion to the Midnight Masquerade— and I hope to see you all there.” 

“I do hope you enjoy the much-needed vacation. Ariella Archangelorum and a few others from Eden will be supervising this trip— although I’m sure you will get a chance to meet some of the members of Olympus, sometime in the near foreseeable future. Please remember that popcorn is strictly banned and will be confiscated if found— unless you can provide a receipt of purchase from one of our lovely popcorn vendors. Masks will be provided to those who have not brought them for the masquerade. Enjoy your meal! You’ll be transported to our living quarters soon.” 

END DAY. 

A/N : updates will occur very frequently (once or twice every day) until we have reached the point where the old PARADISE progressed to. From then on, it will be updated once every two days. 

@sempreverde - could you fill out a luggage form? i just realized i forgot to include it in the form, that's my bad ):