...Our island is so screwed.

 

I'd be the fat guy that lounges around in the bunker and gorges on all those delicious canned vittles while the rest of you numbskulls are out fighting.

 

Weapons development / R&D (hell, my physics knowledge might start to come in handy...)

 

Field Ops. Calling airstrikes like the noob I am.
Wolfenstein ET ftw.

We should create an ET DLP clan. its free and old enough to play on older systems, but still pretty awesome.

Edit: Damn 200th post. Was gonna save it for my first story.

 

Customer support at the Islands Isp provider.

 

I'd be the general who ran things behind the scenes for a few years before taking Xiph out and replacing him as head honcho...'cause you know, I'm ambitious like that.

Rapist would work as well.

 

Seeing as we have a few pilots, I'll do what I know best. Aircraft maintainer.

I'll handle some grunt work when needed as well.

 

You, you trap will be cannon fodder.

 

Oh hush Knox, we need maintenance guys. Besides, I figure he can do general maintenance work too.

 

Hmm I suppose we do need grunts as much as we need meat shields. Still. He is cannon fodder if we ever get attacked.

 

I'll take Medevac and Close air support.

I think we still need some AA and our own version of the USO Girls, like her:


(Thought I've honestly seen the USO girls in person & most look better.)

 

Eww. She'd look better with her head lopped off of her shoulders. That's how bad her face is.

 

Yeah, when I was on the JFK for her silver aniversary they had this blonde, redhead and brunette trio. I wish I still had my picture of them . . .

 

I'd have to be at the head of everything, Thundercunt'ing everyone who gets in my way and beating Mumm-Ra while I'm at it.

Or I'd be the general's secretary. Nice pay, nice living quarters, no real action, and I get to listen to all of the gooey details and after stories.

 

I'm so for this. ET is the only game I play on my PC these days.

 

Snarf would be the Captain Darling of our war.

Isn't that right, Darling?

 

Special Ops for me, though the rules of engagement are a touch annoying.

1) Hike 100 km into the combat zone with a 50 kg pack and the intention of killing anything that breaths.

2) Get HQ on the line asking for confirmation only to be told their sending in infantry within attack vehicles.

3) Curse bitterly at everything.

4) Hike 100 km with a 50 kg pack out of the combat zone.