LEMT - Trader checking in.
Though I’m not to sure that’s right, they didn’t have enough options on several questions.
LEMR - Entrepreneur. New planets, new markets, new opportunities. The Entrepreneur follows the profits and lets no one get in the way. Loud and flamboyant, the Entrepreneur often succeeds by sheer will power.
That is so not me. They’re making me out to be some sort of Ferengi.
LEHR - Smuggler
“Having trouble getting weapons or valuables onto or off a planet? The Smuggler will move it for you when no one is watching - for a price. Between jobs you can find the Smuggler at the local bar, telling tales and buying rounds.”
Not totally right but close enough, if you see Bobba Fett let me know!
Another engineer checking in. Screw the warp drive, let’s build a beer detector!
QEHR: Fixer
The Fixer knows how to avoid the red-tape, whether you need a vehicle part or help with the local laws. And the Fixer always knows where to find the best of everything, from food and drink to tuxedos and gowns.
AHA!! I’m a LEHR Smuggler 
<looks around at the crowded table>
::goes off to buy a round of beer and nuts for the rest of em::
<looks around at all the smuggler and sergeant types>
Why reinvent the wheel?
We’d be better off slapping together some antigrav sleds to haul these guys back to the ship. You know they can’t hold their liquor like we can.
QEMT - Engineer.
Hmm. I guess I chose the right career after all.
A Scott in Engineering? Who would have thought? But I don’t know a thing about warp drive or transporters!
entrepreneur here. loud and flamboyant would be right. getting by on sheer willpower…and sex appeal.
i think i ticked anything that mentioned drink, beer, sex or winging it. that probably screwed up my result slightly.
Balance, you’re a genius. I’ll go round up some klystrons, you get a dozen or so flux capacitors.
<Ralf looks at the pile of drunk sergeants>
Better make that two dozen flux capacitors, Balance.
Another entrepeneur. I don’t think this makes us Ferengi - those would be the Traders.
We’re more the Harry Mudd type!
That’ll be 500 units of gold-pressed latinum, please 
Damn, I meant to post that in reply to the previous post.
Please ignore.
Rats! Alone again.
Strategist. Right now I’m scheming how to hang out with Tequila Mockingbird and all the other smugglers.
Engineer here. Geez, you build one interdimensional sexual simulator and yoy’re type-cast for life.
I must say though, that “respects authority” bit is all wrong. Always having my ID at hand doesn’t mean I respect authority, it just means I’m sneakier than the other renegades.
Another
My mother could have told them that.
Another engineer here. I always new I could kick Scotty’s and Geordi’s ass and now I have the credentials to prove it!
Another engineer here. I always new I could kick Scotty’s and Geordi’s ass and now I have the credentials to prove it!