Full time babymaker. Maybe a midwife when I had to retire my womb at 29/30.
Caveman lawyer, of course.
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I’d write process manuals; I guess I’d have to scratch the words onto clay tablets with a sharp stick.
The ONLY reason I read the thread before posting was to see if I would be the first to say this.
My son would probably be given a dull spear and told “Killing the cave bear is a rite of passage, go get him!” as a means of getting rid of him. And he’d probably exit the cave an hour later wearing a bearskin 3-piece suit.
As for me, probably not bait, really. I’m fairly well known for being resourceful and improving existing systems & designs. I could see myself planting berry bushes & fruit trees, and clearing their spaces of non-food vegetation. I’m also a really good cook and passable brewer. In fact, I could see myself staying behind with the gatherers (and humping them silly) so the hunters could come home to a most excellent BBQ feast.
I’d be on the enforcement end of things. I figure hunter/ killing other to take their hunting ground or keep them from ours.
I probably could find some way to translate drilling oil wells but as a big dude I’d be much more usefull smashing everything in my tribe’s way.
Dead weight. 
Although I’m decent with my hands, so I could probably learn to make flint tools and stuff.
Watcher of the Sky, keeping track of the phases of the moon, the stars whose rising predicts the seasons, and the migrations of birds. Herbalist. Naturalist, knowing the habits of animals and where to find them.
Dead, very dead unless they were willing to support a tool maker. In which case, I would be a tool maker.
Begins mixing up an extra special potion for Skaldie.***
I’m an accountant- please help me find a job! I know… I could be a temporary for anybody that doesn’t feel like doing their caveman duties that day. One day I could be a fire watcher, another day bait, another day I could fill in for the gene passer alonger…
I am offended by the suggestion that I would have let you die, Shot. What good is all my stolen magic if I can’t use it to save cool chicks?
Sigh.
How many times must I tell you not to call your attacks?
While I’m in the glasses-needing semiblind brigade, I was singing and telling stories from before my eyes went bad and my memory is phenomenal, so bard/storyteller/lorekeeper for me. Possibly also strategist, such as they were. (you can’t be a blind war chief, after all.)
Ah, but how much of my awesomeness is a product of the society I grew up in, which also includes the technology that allows me to do things like see and eat (and, in the case of my seasonal allergies as a child, breathe)?
Cave Gigolo.
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According to the my records, the Shot From Guns of two Earth-analogs over (in which human civilization fell to bits the month before you were born, an incident Skald-Prime was TOTALLY NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR even though his mass-drivers were involved and he really should have left the keys to lair in a more secure location) is 95% as awesome as you.
Well, she **was **95% as awesome as you. I don’t think you want to hear the stories of her last days; it would grieve you to no purpose. Just trust that she died nobly and took half a dozen zombies with her.
Hmmm. The bait thing seems to be taken. Although if you make a mistake at bait, next time they’ll need new bait.
But let me think. Good eyes, good teeth - tendency to loose focus. That still sounds like bait. Work as a civil engineer. What are the possibilities there?
Are we nomadic or settled? If nomadic, I could check out trails and local resources. Upgrade the portable/built onsite huts. Pick out hut building locations. Maybe get wild and make a rope bridge. Heck, making rope and gathering building materials could be a full time occupation.
If settled, bring in rocks to outline the paths through the village. Clear weeds from the paths and flatten them. Upgrade the huts (Remember those floods? Maybe we could build the huts on stilts.) Could get into tanning. Skins are a building material of sorts.
OK, that’s too many possibilities. Time to prune. I’ll go with rope/twine/string making and macrame up some hammocks. Or just design the hammock and let other people trade for the rope to make them. If that’s not a full time gig, add tanning.
I think I went to high school with him. From Spain, right?
Only six? :dubious: You sure’s she’s *my *alternate-universe double?
I’m very glad you asked me this question. Given my nearsightedness, I would have been unable to spear a mammoth at 10 paces even if I didn’t walk into a tar pit. So I would have been a flint knapper or something like that.
In real life I’m a Geologist, and I spend most of my time supervising less experienced workers.
Cave Man Job - OK guys, the secret is to bang rocks together!
I said she was almost but not quite as awesome as you; clearly she would have taken out fewer zombies than you in a parallel situation. That’s what “less awesome than you” means. No to mention the lack of allergy medication and good optical care. Really, I don’t see why you’d criticize her.
What DO they teach in these schools?