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[recollecters]

[ At 9PM on the 1st, all phones or Retrospec-enabled devices will show flickering screens, until a static-filled image appears. It seems to be a security camera shot, in black and white from a high angle, of a simple computer room. Inside is Joanne Wiseman who many of the users may recognize - she looks young, blonde curls loose around her shoulders, and she also looks tired still. A young man who looks only slightly older than her comes in. He's dark-haired with a sweater and glasses, but a white labcoat that matches hers as well. Maurice comes over to stand nearby, watching the screen Joanne is looking at. Neither of them seem to realize they're being recorded. Joanne looks up, and speaks first. ] Did R and D know anything? [ Maurice shakes his head, says: ] No. They can't track them down either - it's almost as if... [ Joanne: ] They have to be somewhere. [ Maurice: ] Jim's trying to figure it out. You know we don't have anyone better at...ah, "creative" solutions? [ Joanne: ] No, I know, just...what if their souls are just, just - [ Maurice: ] I don't think they're gone. I mean - well, they're gone, but I don't think they're gone? You remember August, the one before last. They're, uh, pretty tough? [ Joanne: ] We're usually able to at least try to help them when we can, though! [ Maurice: ] Jo - look, we're doing everything we can. We'll find them. [ Joanne: ] Before they do? [ Maurice: ] Right. I mean...we have to, don't we? [ They both look worried. Before they do was said with a certain inflection - and hey, Retrospec. It looks like the employees have lost track of you for the month. How do you feel about that one? ] As of this post, character usernames are back to being their own names - or rather, characters will be prompted to put in their name as a boot screen loads. Now's your chance to change your preferred name, Retrospecters - but it appears whatever you put in will be locked in as your choice. Hope you didn't put in something ridiculous! Please feel free to use this post as a network mingle. Every toplevel can be considered a new post, and threadjacking is permitted. No NPC response will be given. As a friendly reminder, you may also claim one of this month's freebie by submitting a thread from this mod post. This thread must be 10 comments from you and submitted before AC closes.

Comments

[thesettingsun]

[Posting as Shuji Tsushima, because it worked for him before.]

Placing bets now, everyone who hoped Retrospec would stop screwing with our lives is going to find out that it doesn't actually help that much.

[scythegun]

I'm curious about that too, honestly. I want to believe things will be better, but I doubt my luck is that good!

[thesettingsun]

What's good luck? I've never heard of that before.

[scythegun]

It really does seem to be an incredibly strange concept, doesn't it?

[thesettingsun]

We have little bits of good luck here and there, but for something involving unreality...

[scythegun]

It never does turn out well, does it? I suppose we'll just have to hope that things stay relatively stable for us now and none of us are spirited away to a jungle or the bottom of the ocean or something.

[thesettingsun]

Or at least, please not the bottom of the ocean for me, I'd be completely useless.

[scythegun]

I'd prefer to stay here, honestly... I do have a lot of work to catch up on with the shop! Can we just have a month break for once?

[thesettingsun]

Is that a serious question?

[manufactured]

[Oh, good, this can actually be from Albert Wesker now.]

It doesn't even seen as though they've stopped; from the sound of it, they're enlisting Jim to ensure that they can find creative ways to continue meddling.

[thesettingsun]

I hate Jim more than any other Retrospec employee. You know this.

And I still can't even be upset about that.

[manufactured]

That upset by the implications...?

[thesettingsun]

If Retrospec knows where we are constantly and invades our privacy, that's bad enough, but what does it mean when something like that just can't find us suddenly?

For that matter, why can't they just go outside and find us at work or at our houses or anywhere we'd normally be?

[manufactured]

Personally, how bothered I am by this depends on whether we actually do get some peace and quiet for ten minutes.

Speaking of, I do have a favor to ask of you at some point.

[thesettingsun]

Well, I can't say I disagree with that.

What can I do for you?

[manufactured]

Something better asked in person.

Don't worry, however; it's nothing terrible, nor does it involve possible vivisection.

[thesettingsun]

You don't have to tell me that, you know, I trust you.

When do you want me to come over?

[floret]

It might be a little too early to say they won't be screwing with our lives just because they don't know where we are...

[thesettingsun]

They won't be doing it intentionally?

[floret]

There's that, at least.
Or, well...
They might be doing it intentionally but they won't have any way to know whether it's working, I guess?

[thesettingsun]

That just seems kind of stupid. More than messing with us normally would be.

[floret]

I don't know about that! If they think they need to do something to bring us back to where they can see us, they might try all kinds of weird stuff, right?

[thesettingsun]

Maybe? I wouldn't know where you'd even start with that.

[floret]

If I were them, I might just start smashing buttons.

[thesettingsun]

It's probably a good thing you don't work at Retrospec then!