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[noodle0117]

What kind of dwarf would you be?

I would be a quiet, secluded mechanic focused solely on his next engineering project, however I also have an extremely dark side as the only thing I ever really think about is how to kill/torture my enemies in an ever elaborate fashion.

[Neonivek]

I think your mixing Dwarf with Player here.

[IT 000]

The dwarf whose smart enough not to pull the lever.

[Oliolli]

I'll give the same answer as to the "What would your profession in a DF fortress be" thread (which spurned a community fort).

A butcher.

[Aramco]

I would be the one that runs as fast as he can from the fortress first chance he gets, in order to avoid any encounters with Fun.

[Aachen]

.... I'd be a Philosopher.

Wait, am I broken now?

Crap

[then I'd probably vanish in a puff of logic, or something]

[Cruxador]

I'd be a dwarf with carpentry and hauling labors enabled. Not the one who sits in the workshop all day churning shit out, just the one who builds scaffolding or a wood wall or whatever when it's needed, and mostly spends time hauling ores down to the forge and furniture to the stockpiles.

[zehive]

the one who makes an artifact floodgate

[Strife26]

I'd be a dwarf with a job and name like cheesemaker who ends up in the Army.


 . . . wait a second. Fuck.

[Kay12]

I'm a computer science student in real life.

Does that equate to the dwarf who pulls levers and sees what happens?

[h3lblad3]

I'd be the one flipping out because I have no joints.

[Dutchling]

I would be Urist McButcher.
Chief Medical Dwarf.

[Doomchild-]

the one who makes an artifact floodgate

I'd be the one who installs it the wrong way around and admires a really nice floodgate while i turn into a !!Dwarf!!.

[noah22223]

I would be the dorf who runs out and slaughters an entire siege with his *adamantine shortsword*.

[Reverie]

I would be the bookkeeper dwarf, if only for the peace this necessary job affords me, and the assurance that I may be one of the few survivors of the fortress in the event of a catastrophe. As an aside, little chance would exist for me to become popular enough for one of the less experienced engravers to memorialize me in the dining room with that obligatory slice of cheese...