Description
Chats with a Corpse: Volume III – Darwin Exits
Filed Under: “Spectacular Miscalculations with Predictable Results”
Not every demise is tragic. Some are just… avoidable.
In this third installment of Chats with a Corpse, the dearly departed share their most ambitious, ill-conceived, and catastrophically executed ideas—straight from the Soul Hold™ Automated Corpse Liaison System’s “Mythical Industrial Accidents” department.
From dwarves who self-launch via beer-powered warhammer to pixies whose fireworks displays violate several known laws of magic (and physics), these posthumous interviews capture the fine art of dying with maximum spectacle and minimum foresight.
📂 Inside, you’ll meet:
Tumbelrick Ironbelly, keg-launched dwarf, accordion disruptor, goat traumatizer.
Whinny Boomlet, pixie pyrotechnician, eyebrow donor.
Elorithan of Glitterforge, elf sculptor, eternal cautionary tale.
Grimble Wrenchspigot, gnome inventor, mostly intact.
Whether it’s a chain reaction of exploding turnips, a curling sled fueled by festival ale, or a fire-powered hammer ride through a stone arch, Darwin Exits reminds us that the line between genius and “please don’t try this” is thinner than a goat’s patience.
Empathetic. Efficient. Eternal.
And in this volume—slightly more flammable.
