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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
Retr

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All right, let's try getting those memories flowing.

[Al looks at her, waits for a while, before suddenly charging forward, and slashing high, intending to clash blades to see what she would do.

He is also just getting excited over the thought, that he may get to spar with a legit samurai one day, plus this was his good deed PLUS this would be fun AND make a friend, what more could a guy ask for?]

[She just hurriedly raises the stick in an attempt to parry it! This is possibly going to turn out more like one of those movie fights with the flynning as opposed to actual body strikes.]

[He presses forward a bit, before taking a step back and re-engage from the side, another slash, aimed for her body this time.

He's trying to restrain himself a bit, he does have super reflexes on his side but he doesn't want to make her frustrated, sides, more fun this way.]

[This time she moves to the side so she can get the stick in place to parry again. Can she redirect it long enough to get a strike in at his chest?]

[He smiles, she parried the slash alright, but as she applied force to move his blade, he moved along with it, twirling his body to go with the momentum fluidly.

Which leaves him at her side, making a wild slash at her body again, to try to minimize her chance of getting a counter-attack in]

Ack!

[Yeah, that definitely connects. She doesn't stop however; once she's moved away from the "blade," she darts to the side to try to get a hit in on his left hip!

There's no real style to the way she moves, and whatever thought she had of trying for something kendo-ish has clearly been abandoned in favor of trying to get a strike in.]

Point for me!

[He beams, for a split second, and that was all the time she needed to land her first hit.

Al couldn't block it without using his sped up reflexes.]

Ouph! Point for you.

[She smirks at that, feeling a bit proud of herself even if it's because he was distracted.]

En garde!

[And she moves to the right this time, trying to swat his stick away to open the way to strike at his arm!]

[Al doesn't bother going for her stick, rather he bends his knees a little more to be a smaller target and dodges her strike and responses with a quick counter-attack on her arm]

Bring it!

[She backs off as she's hit, clearly about to lunge ahead again when something has her pause.

...Huh?

[She... well, she sure remembered something.]

When she stopped, Al froze in his tracks.

"Ah ha! It's working!"

Said with glee as he assumes she might have remembered something.

He still has his feet ready to book it just in case she is trying to trick him

S-sort of? I still don't remember how to fight, but...

[Now she looks... confused.]

Was that a fairy? And I was flying, too!

[But then... what happened to the samurai thing?]

A fairy? Okay out of all the possible memories to trigger...I didn't think a fairy would be involved.

and, I assume you are remembering it, not seeing it right now?

Hallucinations happen to the best of us.

[Al was almost surprised at himself, how casually he talked about hallucinations.]

I just remembered, yeah. I was in front of a tree, and I just beat someone in a battle.

But there were a bunch of fairies watching. If I was flying... I think I was one, too?

So...you defeated someone, and faires start to take you?

Sounds like a very magical world you come from, maybe you defended the fairies and they are grateful to you?

I don't suppose you seeing me do fire magic last time we met triggered any magic related memories?

Actually, I was looking around to see who was going to fight me next.

[So. Probably not defending, no.]

I don't remember anything about fire...

If you were going to see who you had to fight next...I don't think the faires would be happy if you were attacking them...

I can also transform, maybe that might help?

The one I fought was surrendering, and the others were cheering. Maybe it was just for sport?

[...She says, as if any of this makes sense at all to begin with.]

Leeeeet's just stick to the sword fighting. I don't know why I remember fairies instead of samurai, but that means we're on the right track, doesn't it?

Maybe, who knows, memories are VERY, random.

Last month I remembered nightmare fuel worthy...

[Al blushes a bit at the next few words but powers through it, he knows he has explaining to do after.]

Pink, bunny wizards...

...Bunny wizards?

[Huh?]

Yep...think about a pink bunny...about knee high, wizard hat, it's face is like the demigorgon from stranger things, shove an giant eyeball in the middle of it.

Now make a million of them of them flying on black cubes, all of them are mad and want to kill you

Enjoy the nightmare fuel.

[Um.]

What the heck? What kind of memory is that?!

[Yuuki you're talking to a guy with fire magic, after remembering being a fairy.]

The kind where some guy named zagan can make animals go berserk by singing. I'm assuming zagan is a genie..

There was apparntly a bear involved Too...i don't remember that though.

[welcome to the app yuki! Where things are just that strange.]

Edited 2019-02-08 18:31 (UTC)

[She blinks a couple of times. And then:]

You've officially lost me.

Sorry....

Basically i think a genie made some wizard bunnies want to kill me and my freinds

I dont completly remember it yet so its out of context for me

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Doing a phone mobile...switching it up a bit for ease

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