I started Dungeon Crawler Carl thinking it would be a casual listen while folding laundry. Instead, I’m now emotionally invested in a man wearing boxer shorts fighting aliens in a dungeon with his talking cat.
Somewhere between the exploding goblins, the sarcastic AI announcements, and Princess Donut’s diva energy, I realized two things:
1. My chores were no longer getting done.
2. I would absolutely die in the first level of this dungeon.
The narrator deserves a medal, therapy, and possibly an exorcism for the number of voices he pulls off. I laughed out loud in public like a lunatic more than once.
If you enjoy chaos, dark humor, RPG insanity, and a cat with better self-esteem than most humans, congratulations you’ve found your next obsession.
10/10. Would absolutely enter the dungeon again. Just… maybe with pants next time.
