A profile is the life somebody wants seen. Hand the players one and let them find what it leaves out: the week the posts stop, the reply to somebody it never names, the post that went up after its author could no longer have written it.
The status bar and the app’s top bar; a banner and a profile picture of your own; the display name, with a verified or a private mark beside it if you want one, and the handle; a bio, a place, a link and the date they joined; the counts of posts, following and followers; and the latest posts. Each post comes from a palette as a post, a pinned post, a reply or a repost, drags into order on the screen, and carries its own time and its replies, reposts and likes. A photo attached to a post is described in words, the way it looks before it loads. A notice under the counts turns the page into a private or a suspended account.
Every profile lives on Chirper, a short-post network invented for the site, so the phones of one campaign agree with each other. Light mode and dark mode are the same modern phone at noon and at midnight; the cyberpunk handset is a neon device from the age of implants. The page is 71 × 150 mm, the size of an ordinary smartphone, at 300 DPI. What the owner wrote to somebody in private is a Message, and the picture they never posted is a Photograph.