If you run a website long enough, eventually you'll reach a point where you can't imagine it without certain people. Danjo neatly fits into that catagory, being someone who always seems to be around when I'm playing games online. If games were like Cheers, everyone would yell his name when he logs onto the server. He's a sturdy presence, you can count on him to kick some ass if he's on your team. You can also count on feeling pretty good about kicking HIS ass if you manage to score a kill on him. This is Danjo Olivaw's profile.

My dad ran a tree cutting business when I was a kid. The sound of a chainsaw revving was both as common as dirt and as comforting as a warm blanket. I've carried that into my adult life, smiling as I walked past men felling great trees. Then I met Mystic Violet. Specifically, I met her in Gears of War and wouldn't you know it, she likes chainsaws too! The problem is she likes to kill me with them ... and then she giggles. My warm blanket has been ripped away, now all I can do when I hear that chainsaw rev is run like hell and hope it's not being wielded by an otherwise charming lady with more class than any of her victims in Gears. This is her profile, enjoy.

If you ever want to make a splash at Gamers With Jobs, you could do worse than being a long-winded smart ass with a philosophical bent. Wordsmythe certainly joined our community with style, quickly making a name for himself by hounding Elysium's every step and pouncing at the first sign of a grammatical error. The fastest way to my heart is abusing Elysium, so it's no surprise that I choose him for our first Employee Profile in quite a long time.

Read on for the interview!

I once knew Fedaykin98 as a hard-hittin', game playin', P&C dwellin', forum postin' fool. Now I just know him as the guy who put a Peter Cetera in my head for twelve hours, and I hate him with the fury of the wild Jovian winds for it. You'll see.

If you feel like Fedaykin98 is everywhere you go at GWJ, then you're not wrong. From Gears and Beers to World of Warcraft; from Everything Else to Politics and Controversy; from the pile of shame to, well, the Employee Profiles you just can't escape him. We don't want to say Fedaykin98 is a staple of Gamers With Jobs, but perhaps we could call him a classic accessory, like a nice handbag or a really snazzy fedora.

Fedaykin's on the left, and Duffman, who appears to be sad about getting drunk with Fed, on the right. Without further ado, here's Fedora ... I mean Fedaykin98!

Rounding on nearly four years with the site, Gorilla.800.lbs has been a pillar of the Gamers With Jobs community since before being a pillar was even cool. Who is this primate? A little insight may be found in his jungle habitat.

Read on for the Employee Profile! Ook.

1 year and 38 weeks later, souldaddy's time has finally come. A wondrous event in a boy's virtual life, the Employee Profile finally puts a face to a name. Or in this case, two faces. One suggest an innocence usually found in happy orphan girls after getting a second bowl of ice cream, or perhaps the finish on a jaunty tap routine. The other shows a side many are familiar with on Xbox Live, home of the vicious killer daddy.

Go on, guess which one is real!

I once painted Morrolan's picture blue and said he had Smurf cancer, just to spite him. I'm almost tempted to leave it at that, but it wouldn't be doing enough honor to a man who has stuck with the site through thick and thin for nearly three years now. Well known for his Smurf fetish, Morrolan also hates cats and prefers living in mushroom houses.

Must ... resist ... blue ... PAINT!

After a large, chainsaw wielding man carves you in half in Gears of War, you don't expect the female voice talking trash in your ear. Especially one with such a filthy mouth -- if the Zombie Skate stories are to be believed. Lunabean is a mystery, underneath her love for animals and questionable choice in men seethes the fury of a thousand angry wasps, aching to unleash vengeance on the unsuspecting masses. Here's to lunabean, she hearts brains.

As far as I know, that's a real bird and it's very, very happy.

This week's Employee Profile highlights our very own Mixolyde, a man who I'm pretty sure is Canadian despite his assurance that he lives in one of those tiny pretend states over by New York. I call this into question because of his unhealthy obsession with hockey. Further, despite his sending me a supposed picture of himself with his girlfriend, of whom he mentions almost as much as hockey, I have opted to post a picture of him with the cold love of his computers.

Actually, now that I think on it, a true Canadian would not split his love between hockey and a girlfriend. Maybe he's Belgian? I dunno.

Podunk. The name alone conjures images of, I dunno, some toothless appalachian sipping moonshine from a jug with XXX scrawled across the front. But, Podunk, the man as we know him, has surmounted my preconceived notions of his being a West Virginy vagrant who likes a fussin' and a feudin' and become a towering standard of our humble site. From his outstanding musical work on GWJ Radio, to his award winning advertisement for that tasty, if viscous, zombie drink: Encephalic Fluid you can hardly swing a dang ol' ring-tail possum without slapping into Podunk's omnipresence. But for me, what really really stands out about this man, this GWJ icon, this ... Podunk, is simply that he invented and coined the phrase Goodjer. And I swear upon the seven fiery hells, one day I will kill him for it. A pox on thee.

Adorable picture in 3 ... 2... 1...

Your precious, heart-warming offspring will only stay my hand so long, old, drunken moonshiner. One day, I will come for you, and as I stab deep let the last words that pass your lips be: goodger.