Chapter 1: ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Do you hear Heavens bells?
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You scrolled for longer than you could remember. Up, and down, your fingers swiped for countless hours, the void in your skull consuming more content than it could manage.
“Fuck” Your mind curses, there was nothing to do on this damned device, boredom is a disease in modernity.
And it all came to a halt as some words you wouldn’t usually see show up, words that aren’t “genuinely”, “lowkey” or any of the “-ization” trinity of fake media literacy. “Join our niche discord server, Paradiso”, who the hell promotes a discord server on tiktok? Is this server shit that serious? But the curiosity seizes your mind, all the rhetorically judgemental questions waiting for another time.
You open the comment section, and see about four people asking for invites; all have been ignored.
But something tells you that this isn’t an opportunity you’d want to slip by, and your fingers dance along the keyboard as you join the masses and ask for an invite.
To tell the truth, life had been a drag for a chud like you after you had gotten banned from the only Discord server where you were vaguely known, And now you were destined to be nothing but a pile of banned user ID’s. Maybe you wanted more than that, maybe you needed to see a psychiatrist instead.
But Discord is funnier, and cheaper.
You wait in anticipation, but get sucked away by the drug-addictive algorithm of the app again, and the very words “Paradiso” are close to Fading from your useless brain.
And then a Notification appears on your screen- Fuck, did your midtier ragebait work? You check your notifications tab, and no- what you don’t get is a barrage of slurs from some Joseph Joestar fan, but instead a link.. A link? Are they trying to ip grab you instead? But your eyes look to the username- and there you see it. Paradis0-W_server has responded to you, with a direct link to their server! you hope.
How odd, that every other commenter but you had been brutally ignored, and you couldn’t help but feel that it was fate.
Copy paste, like that one Needy streamer overload song. Into your browser it goes, and you’re met with the devil himself, or angel. Lady gaga or some white woman meets your eyes, It’s not an edating server, is it?
Accept Invite from Paradiso?
With a single tap, life itself both begins and ends.
Chapter I-˚⟡˖ ࣪ Do you hear Heavens bells?
Chapter 2: Gates of Paradise 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶ♱ ྀིྀ
Summary:
Reader joins the server, and meets the moderation team.
Notes:
Making this because my account gone banned and i have nothing else to do #LOL
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✧˖° Salvete, __
Please read through and understand our rules Channel, grab some suited roles and enJoy your stay! ⋆✴︎˚。⋆
..or whatever the hell it said, as if you were going to fully read that.
Well, whether or not you do doesn’t matter anymore, because a message comes in already! It seemed like your brain finally activated at the thought of interacting with another human being for the first time in months, even if it was over a screen..”Who is this?”
And if your Neurons weren’t activated enough, another comes in! “Is this a bot?”
“Can I ban?” What a delightful display of hospitality..
You read the names of the owners of such messages; Stylebender, NicoAC and.. Hirohito gommennasai?
You mentally prepare yourself to send your next message, feeling as nervous as a new kid in school, or as a pig in a slaughterhouse.
You wanted to send a longer message, but your fingers could only do so much as letting out a “Hi”
..Hi? were you supposed to introduce yourself? It couldn’t possibly be that serious, right?
You get a reply, your nonexistent tail wagging at getting your first ping in this server.
“No speaking in Welcome channel, please get to General chat”
Oh, you didn’t feel very excited to have your first conversation be with a mini-mod..
But you didn’t feel like arguing, so you beared a “sorry” to who you could now see as Nellie, you decide to be an upstanding Discordian, and go through all the important Channels, like the rules; to which was basically, don’t be an asshole. Got it.
Next on the menu- roles
Just clicking buttons, nice. You picked roles of your favorite medias, and a color you enJoy.
Next- Announcements,
from terminallycapriciouss, came a message about a rule against giving birth in voice chat.. Aw man, now your weekend plans are over.
Other than that, you come to the Mod-team channel, that was nice.
And there is where you see that the Mini-mod just so happens to be an actual mod. Glad you didn’t say anything crazy to them yet.. Ok, among the admin team is..
Chastity- Eden
faith- Reyna
generosity- reyna
humility- corey
kindness- Joy
temperance- Arcticial
Patience- DJ
And a whole other genre.. Stylebender.
The next to introduce themselves are the Cardinal virtues..
Courage- MrMako
Moderation- Gorp
Wisdom- Megi
Justice- Mera
Why was everyone and their moms in this server given mod? Heck, Maybe if you were enough of a good goy you’d get it too..
You decide that you’d done enough reading, and go to general chat. In which you will still be reading, but atleast active messages.
And as soon as you open it, it seems like every single rule you read had been not just broken, but shattered.. not by an unruly member, but by members of the Moderation team itself..
stylebender..
Arcticial..
MrMako..
Penelope..
Reyna..
Corey..
And the one who stood above all the rest, perched on a throne above all roles, a king of a kingdom in the clouds.. Deus- Joy..
These weren’t the Virtues.. These were the Seven deadly sins..
And what you didn’t know..was how easily you’d fall into them.
