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[recollecters]

Posting from this network, you'd probably assume I got my job back. Hey users. For those of you who're new, my name is Zee. Sorry to say it, but you've been pulled into the Retrospec project now. Not sure what that is? Get someone else to explain it to you, there're plenty of people who've been around for way longer than deserved. So…you'd probably assume I got my job back, and I kind of did. I kind of did, but there's a funny little thing about Retrospec and memories. Let me tell you a brief story. Once upon a time, there were the four founders who came to this planet, founded the city of Recollé and started the Retrospec project. Yeah. Another planet. They're technically aliens, I might technically be an alien, some of YOU might be aliens, it's hard to say. So anyway you have the four founders: Spinnato, Cavendish, Mahoney and Vanderweele. These four created an ideal project to protect life on other planets, offer inhabitants a safe haven to recover from tragic events of their world that were being destroyed (as planets are wont to do) and "regrow" the place you once called home. The problem is that the four of them weren't entirely in agreement on what sort of people should be "worthy" of being saved, or who should be able to become part of the Retrospec project to preserve their souls and recreate what was lost. Souls are a tricky thing. I should know, given I think mine was floating around in the endless abyss for a few months while my body regenerated. There was such a controversy amongst the founders that one of them, Vanderweele, ended up wiping out an entire family line. There are relatives left from the Spinnato family. Cavendish and Mahoney decided to spearhead the project themselves and sentenced Vanderweele to life in solitary confinement. Once that happened, they began changing how the project was one. They hired some of their own family members. They changed and became the "new" Retrospec. Vanderweele's not dead though. And as a master of illusion, you can guess where this story is going. I'm not going to do this vague and hiding bullshit that the company's fond of: Vanderweele is out there and meddling with the affairs of this city to overthrow and regain control of the project. All of these weird storms that are happening, the things that mess with your soul? That's Vanderweele's work. So why am I telling you this? …Vanderweele got to Retrospec. A lot of you asked if Retrospec knew I was alive again and at the time I didn't know if they did or not, so when I got back to this layer (thank you, by the way. All of you.), I went to headquarters. Everyone inside doesn't even seem to remember that they were working on the project. I don't know WHAT he did, but their memories…everything's scrambled. The entire tech department resigned and I'm not sure if Maurice thinks he's working in a normal mailroom or what. They're almost on the same layer that you guys are before you wake up. Or that's how it seems anyway. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but it looks like it's just you and me. We need to start moving and putting a stop to this to fix everything. I'm not saying you have to. If you want to sit this one out, fine, but I have a feeling most of you want to do something about this. Bring people back to themselves. That kind of thing. You're all pretty stubborn from what I've noticed and that's the good thing. There are some things I need to check. I'm learning how everything works here and I'm trying to understand all of their notes, not to mention I need to retrieve a few things and wait for a field agent but you'll hear from me soon. I have an idea, but these things take time. Stick together. Talk to each other. Keep focused. Oh. I guess also I should mention I moved offices? I'll be staying at headquarters for a while but my remote office is easier to access. Head to the public library, you should be set to get past the scanners on the back of the building and the door will appear for you. I'll be reachable by text, too. Good luck. Be in touch soon. Zee Carlisle Hiring Manager Retrspec Incorporated Characters' display names are the same as whatever has been previously chosen and are permanently locked in! 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, though you're free to hit up his individual inbox later. 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.

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[blondferret]

It's more of many yards.

I need to take you on a ride on my Nimbus 2001. There are obviously some unattended fears hold you back from embracing this wonderful sport.

[drydrown]

I like not dying and being dead, yes. I don't believe that's unreasonable.

[blondferret]

OSHA APPROVES SKELETON! What's more dangerous here? flying yards above the ground on a broomstick, more sledding down a track, HEAD FIRST and a really fast speed! I have no memories of someone dying from Quidditch!

[drydrown]

There's less of a concern because there's a track at all??? You can't say the same for anything happening in the air - and just because you don't remember it doesn't mean it hasn't happened!

[this is it, this is the hill we're dying on today. OSHA compliance.]

[blondferret]

OSHA HAS NO POWER IN THE UK! IT IS AN AMERICAN ORGANIZATION!

BESIDES, A PERSON CAN STOP THEIR BROOM! I'D LIKE TO SEE YOU STOP A SPEEDING SLED OF DEATH!

[Is this really an argument? Cumore... Derek's drunk. He will fight you on this.]

[drydrown]

[oh my god.]

I don't care if you can stop it, you're still not getting me on one.

[blondferret]

Alex, face you fears. TRUST IN YOUR BEST FRIEND! WHEN HAVE I EVER LET YOU DOWN!?!?!?!

[drydrown]

NO.

[blondferret]

SEE EXACTLY! "NO" I HAVE NOT LET YOU DOWN! JOIN ME IN RIDING A NIMBUS 2001! EXPERIENCE THE FREEDOM OF FLIGHT!

[drydrown]

ABSOLUTELY NOT.

[blondferret]

There's not going to be any bludgers! I don't have any of the balls! Just a broom.

Are you scared of heights?

[drydrown]

No, it's just that there are some things you couldn't pay me enough to do and that's most of them.

[blondferret]

Flying a broomstick is a lot safer than apoparating

Apparating: where you magically teleport from one spot to the other.

Risks: Splinching

Splinching: where you don't concentrate properly and you leave a part of yourself behind. Like a leg, ear, etc. Good lucking getting that part back if you've apparated too a place miles away. Oh, and the blood... blood loss.

[drydrown]

DEREK, I WANT TO SLEEP TONIGHT.

[blondferret]

I mean, if you want to slide along with me in apparating you can, but I can only do 25 yards for some reason. But wouldn't you want to try riding a broomstick first?

[drydrown]

Mr. Carlisle is already bad enough with asking us things along the lines of "would you prefer setting yourself on fire or being thrown in a pit with rabid weasels", don't you start too.

[blondferret]

So.... you don't trust me...

my best friend doesn't trust me...

[Drunk Derek is starting to tear up on the other end of the phone.]

[drydrown]

Oh my god, that is not what I said.

[blondferret]

Isn't it?

I'd be flying the broom and you don't want to join me! You don't trust me!

I have yet to have a memory of Draco ever falling off his broom! I have not fallen off the broom!

[drydrown]

I can trust you without liking the situation as a whole. I wouldn't go out into the desert with you, either, and trust levels have nothing to do with it.

[blondferret]

But... I would be the #1 person you would want in a desert with you! I have a water charm! I can conjure water out of thin air! I WOULD BE YOUR SURVIVAL KIT!

I also conjure fire, birds, and snakes!FIRE SOURCE AND FOOD SOURCE!

WHY WOULD YOU NOT WANT ME WITH YOU!

[drydrown]

Because I want exactly no one in the desert with me, seeing as I hate the location and it has nothing to do with whomever is there with me. That's the point.

[blondferret]

But what if you're liked forced or kidnapped and dropped in the middle of the desert against your will?

Wouldn't you want me then?

[drydrown]

Oh, my past life already did all that.

So I suppose I'd die, because that's exactly what I did the last time that happened to me.

[blondferret]

YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO DIE!

WE'VE HAD THIS TALK! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE ME ALONE!