I’m an amazing shot but I don’t suffer from main character syndrome, so I’d be the stoned to the bone quartermaster who cleans all guns just for fun.
Bottomless pit supervisor
It’s gonna be a full time job keeping so many bottoms out of the pit.
I literally grow beans for a living now so growing beans
The king! The king has revealed themselves!
News anchor
Layabout
Beanis harvesting
I will be part of the straight, white male gulag. But as a straight, white, male I will take the burden upon myself to be the liaison to the Femme Queer Commune. This will be a self appointed position where I speak for my fellow straightoids on my breaks from the mines.
You fool, you think we’re gonna let the straights into our commune?
No, that’s why we’ll be quarantined off to perform manual labor.
Theyd probably force me to write shitty poetry or something
CW horny
dick sucking factory
that’s not the workplace, it’s my job title
Black Mage
I’ll provide a heat source, power, and refrigeration
Cat Herder.
pinball
I like cooking and gardening. That or I could brush up on that water degree and treat shit.
I recently did a water treatment plant for a hospital’s sanitary water supply! Let’s team up!
rock stacker
My post-apocalyptic commune fantasy has been to be the gruff older guy who’s secretly a softie, who fixes machines and gadgets, or build new ones out of scrap that the young whippersnappers haul back to the commune.
