Name: Unknown
Codename: Watcher
Function: Technical Operations, Mission Support, and (Allegedly) Intelligence
Quote: "My keyboard's more lethal than any gun!"
Profile:
The most reclusive and mysterious member of the TF Militia team, Watcher's true identity and the location of his secret base of operations is known only to Fred's Workshop. (Though his "bunker" is rumored to be the basement of his mother's house.) From his secret lair he has access to every piece of technology and data in the world and functions as the eyes and ears of the TF Militia's field operatives providing vital intelligence while coordinating missions.
Abilities:
The ultimate hacker. An encryption has not been devised that Watcher can't crack. No firewall can stop him. Has developed much of the tech used by agents in the field, including his pride and joy, which he calls the Cheesenator. (A gauntlet that includes a laser cutting torch, personal force field, communications array, missile launcher, brass knuckles, and a Cheetos dispenser.) Has an uncanny knack for planning complex missions and thinking on his feet...well...in his chair anyway. Remains cool under pressure, mostly due to keeping his lair at a constant 55 degrees. Has never met a donut he didn't like. (Not sure why he considers this an ability...)
Weaknesses:
Watcher's addiction to Prime Time television makes him unavailable between 8:00PM and 11:00PM EST causing scheduling difficulties. Has been known to spill Diet Coke on his keyboard leading to excessive downtime. Cannot be disturbed during mealtimes. Often causes confusion by speaking in movie quotes. Is under threat of assassination by a number of the TF Militia's own operatives for his excessive use of awful puns and his habit of laughing at his own bad jokes. Deathly afraid of spiders.
