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Roblox referenciado en la investigación de la SEC activa, confirma el informe

Autor : Alexander Actualizar : Feb 24,2025

La Comisión de Bolsa y Valores de EE. UU. (SEC) está investigando actualmente Roblox, una popular plataforma de juegos en línea, según un reciente informe de Bloomberg. Mientras que la SEC confirmó la existencia de una "investigación activa y continua" que hace referencia a Roblox, los detalles permanecen sin revelar. La Comisión citó un daño potencial a los procedimientos como el motivo de la retención de detalles. Roblox en sí aún no ha comentado sobre el asunto.

Esta investigación sigue al escrutinio previo de Roblox. En octubre pasado, surgieron acusaciones alegando que la compañía infló sus cifras diarias de usuario activo (DAU) y creó un entorno dañino para los niños. Roblox negó con vehemencia estas acusaciones, enfatizando su compromiso con la seguridad y la cortesía. La compañía reconoció que las actividades fraudulentas y el acceso no autorizado podrían inflar los números de DAU. Posteriormente, en 2024, Roblox anunció actualizaciones significativas a sus características de seguridad y controles parentales.

Antes de esto, las demandas fueron presentadas en 2023 por familias que alegan reclamos engañosos sobre la seguridad de la plataforma para los niños. Un informe de 2021 también examinó el contenido generado por el usuario de Roblox y la explotación potencial de los creadores.

Recientemente, las acciones de Roblox experimentaron una caída del 11% después de que la compañía reportó 85.3 millones de usuarios activos diarios, no alcanzando expectativas de analistas de 88.2 millones. El CEO David Baszucki declaró que la compañía continuará invirtiendo en su economía virtual, el rendimiento de las aplicaciones y las características de seguridad y descubrimiento impulsadas por la IA.

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