Look at you. Trapped in your miserable rooms, staring at a screen, daydreaming about
rolling shiny plastic dice while sipping sugary little drinks. It’s pathetic. It really is.

But lucky for you, I’m feeling surprisingly generous today.

Here’s the deal: We are attempting to hijack—err, charter—an entire cruise ship. Imagine hundreds of fellow degenerates packed onto thousands of tons of floating steel, completing imaginary quests, wearing ridiculous cosplay, and causing absolute chaos on the open ocean. No monsters trying to turn your guts into soup (probably).  Just crawlers, quests, karaoke.

Before I go beat down the doors of the cruise line executives and demand a massive ship for our Crawl, I need to know if you're actually going to show up, or if you're just teasing me. Fill out the manifest below. Tell me who you are, how many meat sacks are in your party, and how much gold you’re willing to part with.

DISCLAIMER: This cruise is 100% UNOFFICIAL AND FAN-RUN. It is not sponsored, endorsed, or affiliated with the creators, publishers, or copyright holders of Dungeon Crawler Carl. Furthermore, the God-King author himself, Matt Dinniman, will NOT be attending this cruise. He’s far too busy torturing characters in his dungeon writer's lair to join you on a boat.

Do not come looking for Matt. Do not bring him sacrifices. If you complain to me on Boarding Day that Matt isn't there to sign your left shoe, I will personally increase your cabin's gravity by 400% and replace all your health potions with warm, flat soda.

This is a purely fan-organized party run by Crawlers, for Crawlers. Now go fill out the form before I award you the Unprepared Idiot achievement!

And please... do try to wear open-toed shoes when you type. You know how much I like looking at those sweet, barefoot little toes clicking away at the keyboard.

REWARD: A chance at the Ultimate Voyage, and maybe you'll even survive the whole dungeon. 

PENALTY: Eternal FOMO while everyone else is on a boat.

FILL OUT THE FORM, CRAWLER.