Which Space Crew Type Are You?

You're the type who trusts your gut over the manual — and your gut has a suspicious track record of being right. You'd fly into a black hole if someone you love is on the other side.

You're the type who argues that love is data — and gets laughed at until you're proven right. Rational enough to run the numbers, brave enough to override them.

You're the type with a flawless reputation and a very flexible definition of teamwork when oxygen gets low. Let's be honest: in the group project apocalypse, you have a private escape plan.

You're the type who can wait 23 years without losing your mind or your kindness. Steady, scholarly, quietly heroic — time moves differently for people this calm.

You're the type who stays behind and solves the impossible equation everyone else flew away from. Grudges and genius in equal measure — and both get results.

You're the type who said 'don't open the door' from the start. Nobody listened; you survived anyway. Protocol-minded, cat-saving, absolutely done with everyone's nonsense.

You're the type who takes the lead because someone has to — including into the air ducts. Not the loudest or the smartest, just the one who goes first.

You're the type who says out loud what everyone's thinking: 'we're all going to die.' Not wrong, just early. Honest nerves, zero poker face, surprisingly relatable.

You're the type who's polite, precise, and weirdly loyal to 'company policy' when lives are on the line. Everyone trusts you at first. That's the unsettling part.

You're the type who leans in for a closer look when everyone else steps back. First to explore, first to touch the weird thing — the group's bravest and least cautious member.