INTJ¶
Everybody seems to be mad for this stuff, understandably. The craving to be told what you are will never die, until you do. (That’s why it’s called me-me-memetics.)
As for the wretched cases who can’t quite claw their way into the INTJ master-race, there are numerous consolation positions available among the NPCs.
Here’s the obvious role model (but only because you begged):
Still my favorite:


