Name: Lilith or Lil Age: Significantly older than dirt/Roman Wild and definitely too old for this shit (although still not sure what I want to be when I grow up) Location: Soviet Canuckistan (which apparently lends itself to totalitarian tendencies - who knew?) What position are you applying for and, in one sentence, explain why you are qualified? You know, I wouldn't mind being General Maintenance (so long as the Change Room Monitor did their job well) because it would give me time to perfect my true career objective as random skateboard dude; plus I'd get a copy of all the keys (see next question). And no I am not applying for this position because of my previous felony connection not at all. You are locked in the ice rink overnight. Do you (a) call to get out (because of course you have ample minutes on your phone), (b) dramatically beat against the door as mascara tears stream from your eyes, or (c) cheerfully freeze until morning, since you know fanfic's cure for hypothermia? Pfft. Don't you think by now I have access to the RTL servers keys to everywhere in the Centre? I'd let myself out, sleep in my comfy bed, and in the morning stand with the freezer door open until I was cold enough to shiver my way into somebody's concerned arms. Foolproof Plan is Foolproof! Fandoms (in addition to AWZ, obviously): I'm pretty monofandom as far as participation goes, and I've been faithful to AWZ for a while now (although I cheated with S1 Merlin). I've had previous LTRs with Harry Potter, Stargate Atlantis, and Lord of the Rings, and one-night stands with Life on Mars, Torchwood, and many others. I have a deep affinity for Brit TV (I fall squarely in the QAF-UK camp) and like stuff that's smart and edgy like Spaced and Green Wing and Misfits. And Community manages that on this side of the pond (as do strange Canadian shows that nobody's ever heard of like Twitch City and Made In Canada). Love the Whedonverse and wish I was half as cool as Felicia Day. Fannish activities, past/present/future (vidding, fic, meta, etc.; if you lurk, that's okay too - interested in dipping your toe into anything in the future?) I dabble in everything (except drawing, you don't want to see my fanart), depending on that delicate equation of energy/interest x EKP/time. Prosecco, raki, or Maximum+vodka? (Not that we encourage imbibing of alcohol while on the clock.) Depends on the company, dunnit? If Jenny wanted to stretch out her long legs beside me, I'd gladly pour prosecco until dawn. And who'd walk away when the Öztürk men reach for the raki? And how much fun would it be to drunkenly toast to first names with Axel (if only because you knew it'd be annoying ammo for the future)!