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[recollecters]

Welcome to Retrospec™, the last social media network you will ever need. You are one of the few selected to test this exciting new platform based on our cutting-edge algorithms. Less than two hundred invitations have gone out, and membership is not currently open to the public. However, we hope you will come to see how useful Retrospec™ is, given time. We have for your use a variety of features such as text, voice, video, and image posts. We encourage you to explore our many options. 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 reminder, everything besides uploading a profile picture and information was locked until this post. Usernames are the character's full real AU names, not aliases or chosen nicknames or usernames, and seemed to have filled themselves in; nothing characters do can change or obscure their names currently. Oddly, profile pictures still cannot be swapped out at this time, so hopefully you took a good one. This post is an overflow from the original post here. Feel free to either carry over threads from there or create entirely new ones.

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pearl

[orbweaver]

( original thread )

1. Haters are people who are going to try and tell you to be someone that you’re not.
Trolls can be haters but they’re better known for delivering you 15 pizzas and getting you pay for them.
2. I can tell you’re a smart one already.
3. Of course it is. [ This may seem to go against what she’s saying in #2, but really. She just has a complete disregard for concepts like internet safety beyond passwords. ] Makes it easier for the people you've met to recognise you.

[concern]

1. I'm inclined to ignore people like this anyway.
2. Thank you!
3. It just seems so...invasive? And I'm also unsure about whether or not people will really care about the salad I'm eating right now.

[orbweaver]

You’d be surprised by the things people care about. Beet quinoa salads, neatly organized school notes, unnecessarily large makeup collections, mounds of rubbish.

What do you know, people like to live vicariously through others. Can’t say I blame the poor bastards.