Category Archives: DiscworldMUD

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Catfished, goodbye.

I’ve always thought that people who fall for Nigerian scams and catfishes largely have themselves to blame for being so naive and trusting; I may have to revise that view. A few days back I had an argument with someone … Continue reading

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Holister’s Get Mudding! Song

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New Holister newbie video out

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Snow Problem

The land is lit up by the eerie light of the full moon. A tiny garden, surrounded by a high wooden fence. Neat beds of herbs have been carefully laid out, with not a stray weed or blade of grass … Continue reading

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It was…

You open the south door. The Modern Language and Music classroom of the Assassins’ Guild. Rows of desks are set up, facing the blackboard, while posters and plaques adorn the walls. A piano sits opposite the blackboard and other musical … Continue reading

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Female issues

Miss Georgina de Vitis swishes out of the Graduate lounge, her cheeks flushed, and then stops dead. She takes a breath, one hand lifting to rest on her chest, and then walks more calmly towards the stairs. A tap on … Continue reading

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Clarinets Can Go Places in the Human Body

The graduate lounge is a warm, comfortable place, with a few snug leather couches and armchairs placed around the room and a warm fire crackling in the hearth. A bookshelf stocked with choice reading material is against one wall and … Continue reading

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An Unholy Alliance

Daimon prowls the night on silent wings, flying towards his usual hunting grounds near the hills south of the city where the deer and the antelope play but there fortunately are quite few ranges and ranches. Standing waist-deep in a … Continue reading

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At Least It is not Genua!

The foyer of the AM branch of the Green Slab office is just bustling with activity as reporters and editors rush in and out, slamming doors and occasionally slamming into each other. The whole atmosphere has a jumbled and chaotic … Continue reading

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Borogravia Needs Silver!

The foyer of the AM branch of the Green Slab office is just bustling with activity as reporters and editors rush in and out, slamming doors and occasionally slamming into each other. The whole atmosphere has a jumbled and chaotic … Continue reading

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