[There's a full minute of rustling and an out of focus, close-up view of Charlie's coat, like he's holding the tablet under his arm. He and Quark are talking in the background, but it's too muffled to make out what they're saying. Finally, Charlie actually holds the tablet up to his face. He's standing in a dark kitchen. Behind him, Quark is kneeling on a countertop and unloading a laundry hamper's worth of convenience store goodies into a cabinet.]

Hey, everybody! So, people in the Pass needed food, right? Me and Quark brought a bunch of it for you guys. We're leaving it in the kitchen of the house that's, like, the entrance or whatever. Should be like, I dunno, a couple week's worth at least. We found these sweet bags the other day. [He pokes at the hamper Quark is unloading. Quark turns briefly to smile and wave at the tablet.] We just loaded 'em up with as much as we could carry. Hope it's helpful.

We're heading out to get more tomorrow, and we'll try to put that stuff like, further in, probably. Unless we got people that wanna run stuff between here and the museum or something? Let us know, I guess.

((ooc note: responses may come from either charlie or quark! OR BOTH AHHH!!))

[Video is a conscious choice for this post. Stephen is new here, a relative unknown, and he's coming to these people asking for information. He sets himself up with his tablet in the bedroom of the house where he's overnighting with Dr. Watson, camera angled to show head and shoulders. The cuts and scrapes of a few days ago are still in evidence, and a sharp eye might pick out the new bruise forming on one cheek.

Besides looking a hell of a lot like Sherlock, he doesn't look much like a neurosurgeon. If anything, he probably looks a little like a super villian, with the goatee and the high-collared red cloak and everything. Just don't tell Stephen that.

He levels a serious gaze on the camera. What comes next is just a little bit rehearsed.]

My name is Doctor Stephen Strange. I spoke to many of you when I arrived here three days ago, and it seems to me we would all benefit from knowing just who else is here with us. Being able to match up identities to screen names will be helpful to everyone, and it's possible that if we conduct a full census of the people here it might shed some light on the question of why each of us were chosen to be brought here.

I've started already. I marked down the people I've seen on the network since I got here, and I copied over names and dates from the obituaries. I know this list isn't complete, though, so I ask that all of you help me fill in the blanks. Look up yourself, look up the people you know, and tell me what I'm missing.

And, uh, thanks.

[And he reaches up to turn off the feed, one scarred hand visible for only a split second. He'll conduct further responses over audio instead.

Attacked to the image is a link, labeled Network User Census.]



[OOC: Known errors in the census include incorrectly consolidating records for multiple versions of the same character (Rhys, for example), failure to consolidate characters listed on the obits under slightly different names (Margaret vs. Peggy Carter), possible double-listing of characters separately under screen name and real name when the two names aren't known to be linked, and the exclusion of characters who have not appeared on the obituary or in recent network posts. The spreadsheet has been generated and will continue to be updated with IC knowledge only, including errors.]