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This is the Discworld – flat, circular, and carried through space on the back of four elephants who stand on the back of Great A'tuin, the only turtle ever to feature on the Hertzsprung-Russell Diagram, a turtle ten thousand miles long, dusted with the frost of dead comets, meteor-pocked, albedo-eyed. No-one knows the reason for all this, but it's probably quantum.

Much that is weird could happen on a world on the back of a turtle like that.

—Pyramids (1989)

Welcome to Discworld MUD

Discworld MUD is a multiplayer, text-based, online game (a MUD, or text MMORPG) based on the Discworld books by Terry Pratchett. On Discworld you will meet many of the characters from those books. Terry's books are humorous fantasy and the game retains the comical, fun feel of the books.

We are a fully-featured and well-established MUD with many possibilities for player interaction: diverse areas totalling over a million rooms, the opportunity to become a member of one of seven guilds, a citizen of one of the many city-states on the Disc, run your own shop, own your own house, write for the local newspaper, and much more!

Start Playing

There is no cost to play Discworld MUD, it is developed and maintained entirely by volunteers. You can login and create a character with any javascript/flash-capable web browser simply by clicking on the 'play now' link to the left (an option which uses websockets instead of flash is also available).

The 'playing' menu has links to a number of pages to help you get orientated.

Latest News and Recent Developments

You can also check out our complete recent developments blog for a longer list of recent game changes, and our mud commentary blog for more general developments.

Game Status: Driver rebooted about 27 days ago, 74 people logged in.

Quote of the Moment

The only things known to go faster than ordinary light is monarchy,
according to the philosopher Ly Tin Weedle. He reasoned like this: you
can't have more than one king, and tradition demands that there is no gap
between kings, so when a king dies the succession must therefore pass to
the heir *instantaneously*. Presumably, he said, there must be some
elementary particles — kingons, or possibly queons — that do this job,
but of course succession sometimes fails if, in mid-flight, they strike an
anti-particle, or republicon. His ambitious plans to use his discovery to
send messages, involving the careful torturing of a small king in order to
modulate the signal, were never fully expanded because, at that point, the
bar closed.
— (Terry Pratchett, Mort)