The idea, I must say, is original! I came across chats many years ago, it was interesting, I spent a lot of time at such conversations in one period, then I got tired and now I had the opportunity to remember my youth).
Someone. anonymous chat, its fundamental difference is that if in ordinary chats it was possible to choose with whom to chat in private conversations, then here the choice of the interlocutor occurs automatically, in an arbitrary order. You can only set the gender and age limits of a potential interlocutor, and also determine your gender and age to be found. Having chosen the search options, clicking on the "start chat" button, you find yourself face to face with a stranger, and who he is and what is on his mind, it’s really lucky.
They have already told about the pros and cons here without me, I will share my personal observations and memorable cases and impressions from the chat inhabitants, as well as the conclusions.
-How many people are sitting there?
I went into the chat for two weeks, at different times, the most visited time is evening, the number of visitors reaches about 1,500 people (the number of people talking privately and looking for interlocutors is always in sight). In the morning, the number of visitors is minimal, but they are all there, apparently there is nothing for many to do at work))
Sex and ageth composition
According to my observations, there are fewer girls than males (I confess, I asked my gender a couple of times to be male to have an idea of \u200b\u200bwhich girls go there, but I didn’t find a free chat partner, with a female gender in the profile of the interlocutor’s search problems It was). The age contingent is different, I always set the desired age and the interlocutors were in this range or a little older / younger.
-What topics can I talk about?
Well, ideally, you can do anything. Would be willing)) The most popular chat topic is virtual, intimate. Here the fantasy on piquant themes is raging in all colors, be prepared that 8 out of 10 found interlocutors will offer you this topic from the first messages, and if not from the first, one way or another, they will offer. The choice is of course yours.
The vast majority of them are sexually preoccupied, eager to satisfy their unhealthy desires virtually. There is a category that apparently wants real meetings, they are looking for people from their city. For the most part, more or less adequate and calm are married men (maybe the virtual workers also have married men, did not communicate with them). You can talk with some of them for life))
So, to summarize: during the 2 weeks of staying on the site I met 3 men who were quite adequate and pleasant, we talked to everyone for at least 2 hours. True, I did not want to continue further communication, I do not want to be disappointed, but they left me contacts. Beginners, they say, are lucky. The very first night I got a very nice and pleasant conversationalist who managed to raise my then fallen mood. But the following times were not so successful, most often I left with nothing, or with the feeling that a bucket of slop was poured on me, the mass offers of an intimate nature were so unpleasant.
I will not advise. If you have no one to pour out your soul, this chat is not for you. If you want a thrill, take a look. The disconnect button is always available. The “forget all this dirt” button, which is in people, alas, is not available.
Chat Someone is an analogue of the well-known. The good-natured and anonymous chat Someone invites you to visit him. He will always be happy with your presence and give you an unforgettable experience!
Here you will always be in attention, everyone will be willing to listen to you and answer questions that haunt you. After all, people here are kind, sincere, cultural, and most importantly they understand and are ready to give advice to you or support you if you have any problems.
You will be able to chat here with your friends, as well as meet new people. Indeed, new acquaintances entail new knowledge, emotions, impressions, and sometimes even change our views on the world around us.
Chat anonymity
Someone's chat is a completely anonymous chat.
Do not be shy in our chat, because here everyone is open to chat with you. No one in the chat will dare or insult you, and even if you try to do it, the administration looking at the order of the chat will quickly punish this ill-mannered person.
In our chat nekto.me, not only friendly communication takes place, but real novels unfold, filled with passion and a sense of love. Further development of which is already happening in real life !!!
Advantages: You can kill extra hours and if you're lucky to chat with an interesting interlocutor
Disadvantages: Additional functions did not work for me, most of the interlocutors are perverts or boredom,
Nekto.me chat is quite an interesting site. Going to him immediately offer to choose your gender, your age and, accordingly, the same parameters of the desired interlocutor. That is, if you wish, you can pass for a decade a schoolgirl or a forty-year-old man. For many, this will seem interesting.
Having tried and talked with the same anonymous names like me, it became a little boring. But later I came across an interesting conversationalist and all the salt of such a chat, it seems to me, is an intrigue. Is the person with whom you correspond, a man or a woman, adult or young. After all, you can impersonate anyone!
You can use emoticons in the dialogue, although it’s straightforward, as in ICQ before :) something like nostalgia. Also at the bottom of the window you can see how many users are currently on the site.
The dialog itself is rather boring - a white background with a blue border, but it seems like you can change it if you wish.
21.06.15.
Oh my God. Have I really got enough sleep?
For the first time this week.
I ran into the kitchen with bare feet. Nobody was home again.
The kitchen, surprisingly, blew cleanliness and freshness.
Not surprising.
There was a downpour on the street.
For 15 minutes, I watched thoughtfully as raindrops, slowly flowing into small streams, flooded the bottom of the frame. Funny sight. And beautiful.
I always liked the rain. He, as well as possible, conveyed the state of my soul.
Forgotten. Empty. Lost. Doubted in life.
Yes, whatever, if only this word does not mean "joy" and "fun."
I took a tin can of my favorite drink from the refrigerator. It was so cold that it was already covered with a light layer of hoarfrost. This, at the same time, made me happy and sad. Hello, cheerfulness! Goodbye Enamel!
I took a sip. Cola unpleasantly pinched my teeth.
Sitting back at the window, I again continued to study the “today” day.
Yes, the rain settled for a long time. Clouds of zero covered the sky, white as the first snow, leaving only narrow thawed whiteness, which only occasionally managed to catch a glance.
The situation in heaven was very similar to the situation in society: a gray, stupid mass of people captivated the white world, mocked it at will: discrimination, oppression. People are very similar to each other, and together they create a gray biomass, devoid of any prejudices, and only some - able to disobey this, appear before us in the form of thawed patches.
I decided to take a break and went to Nekto. Lately I very often sat there, looking for a normal conversation partner for the evening.
"The interlocutor is found - communicate!"
You are Hello)
Someone - Hi ...)
You - What to call?)
Someone - Why did you leave yesterday?
She ignored my question.
Where are you from?
Someone - From the door, where else, fool.
I was perplexed. No one knew about it except me.
You - How do you know?
When typing, my hands trembled so that I began to hit the wrong keys and the text turned into a mess.
"The interlocutor is typing a message ..."
Come on, finish me off completely ...
Someone - I came to you.
Then I was completely stunned by what I saw. My fingers simply refused to print after what I saw, but still I overcame myself and wrote:
You - Who are you?
The interlocutor completed the conversation.
Then the doorbell rang
“Open,” I shouted, and after that Max entered the apartment. His jacket was soaking wet, and his jeans were knee-deep in mud. A terrible sight.
"Have you swam in the mud?"
He, hanging his jacket on a hanger, looked at me with a perplexed face and said:
“Did you even see what was happening on the street?”
"Therefore, normal people sit at home ... Although, the concept of" normal "does not apply to you"
“Thank you, man - sarcasm. I'm overnight
“Really?” - I was surprised: “Our Maxim was released to spend the night with a friend?”
"Yes, they let me go."
I laughed.
“Okay,” I continued: “Let's go, eat something, otherwise I haven't had breakfast yet”
20:36
I lay on the couch and carefully examined the ceiling. It’s very entertaining, especially when yours is sitting next to you best friend and expects from you at least some word for the evening. And before that, he had heard from me the whole history of events over the past 4 days.
“Listen,” I finally began: “When you came to me last night, did you see anyone?”
“Who is anyone?”
“Well, is there a girl there or ...”
“No, I haven’t met any girls,” Max interrupted me.
I was silent. Everything turned out as well as possible, worse than I expected. Either I really went crazy, or someone very cleverly pranked me.
“Dude,” I continued: “Remember, last summer, I had a strange dream in which there was some girl. And the next day the dream was a continuation of the previous one: in it I was just looking for that black-haired girl ”
“Well, I remember. Do you want to say ... "
I immediately interrupted him: “Yes, this girl is very similar to that. And, moreover, in both cases I saw her only from the back. "
“What about yesterday at the porch?”
“Yes, it was very dark, I almost didn’t make out faces. And it was not possible to talk much: she asked to call one of the adults. Well, I called grandmother "
Max stared at me like a patient.
"Man, are you an idiot? Your relatives dumped into the city the day after your arrival. You yourself told me ... "
I sat on the edge of the sofa.
My mind became cloudy, introducing my body into a trance. An unexpectedly sharp pain rang out in my head.
It seemed that millions of nerve cells were burned out at that moment, and I turned into a puppet, which was simply pulled by strings. I grabbed my throat. Breathing became harder and harder. I could hardly hear Max screaming.
Everything around us swam into a huge pile of gray porridge that pressed against my eyes.
I fell to the floor, and at the same moment my mind went into hibernation ...
"Where I am?"
"How where, are you here, in your head"
“But ... It's impossible.”
“Do you think that if a person cannot perceive certain things, then they have no right to exist?”
I was silent
"Like?"
“Not really, actually.”
“Haha, do you think anyone else is to blame except you?”
I did not know what to answer him
“You yourself invented these stupid stereotypes of the“ ideal ”girl for yourself.
“This is not the case with this girl, this is with the other.” You are used to equating them with this image, and if something suddenly does not fit, you lose interest. You chase the ideal too far, forgetting the real world. You live in the wrong world.
In pursuit of your happiness, you began to forget yourself ... Your friends ... Close people who value you.
Now you can go, I said everything I wanted. ”
“Who are you?” I asked
"I am you. Did you forget me? ”
I opened my eyes.
Drops of icy water flowed from my forehead. Not sweat.
“Oh, you woke up. Dude, you scared me so much. ”
I more or less forced a smile:
“Yes, I scared myself,” I croaked.
“I was ready to call an ambulance, but then I remembered that you would not appreciate it. I figured out the symptoms - the usual shock. Now how are you feeling? ”
“Happened and worse”
The scar on the wrist of his left hand constantly ached. It was wildly annoying.
“Well, okay, there’s a lot of time. Yes, and somehow he is already getting into a dream. Do you have, maybe you want? ”
“Nah, food doesn't go down my throat at all, so go to sleep.”
“Well, as you know,” he said in the end.
I turned to the wall. The events of the last week did not fit in my head.
Girl ... She chased me everywhere.
Wherever I am.
This is probably the end
