The Lost Islands
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Lagoon

The Boss

Garmr

The Marauder

Peyote

The General

Marko

The Companions

None Druna None

The Thieves

Jormungandr
Khyber
Kristjan
Síhtríc
Tribulation

The Associates

Azizi
Atticus
Leukos
Lucifer
Salinger
Thranduil

The Soldiers

Kheldar
Vaingard
Rosto

The Trinkets

None

Boss's Decree

"For every brother you bring to our
midst, you may keep a trinket all to
yourself. She will not be sullied or traded, unless you deem otherwise. But should you bring a mare here without a new brother first, then I will consider her property of the Lagoon as a whole
and do with her as I see fit." - Garmr

The Offspring

None

Rules

• The Lagoon is where homeless stallions come to live as a brotherhood. Mares may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders.

• Soldiers keep mainly to fighting, Thieves keep mainly to raiding, and Associates may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Marauder or Boss for permission.

• All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Boss maintains order within the Lagoon and has the final say.

• Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met.

• You can find detailed information about how the Lagoon works on the Rules page.

• Upon election, the Boss can issue a rule for members to follow during their tenure. It is up to leadership to enforce.

the white trash circus

WE'RE THE DRUNKEN GODS OF THE LIVING DEAD
we're the voice, we're the voice, we're the voice in your head



Psychedelic blinked at Léon. “Er…” This was it. The birds and the bees talk. The big one. The, ‘hey mom, dad, where do babies come from?’ chat. The sex talk. Psychedelic looked into the young face looking so innocent and clueless back at him and felt as if he had tunnel vision. He swallowed, throat suddenly dry, and frowned. Psychedelic had actually just learned about it all that last season in a way that he hadn’t understood, but by doing. Surely the kid could learn too, right? He didn’t have to explain the miracles of life to a child that wasn’t his… right? The thought of having his own children was even scarier, enough that it tripled how fast his heart was beating.

Hahahahahahahahahahaha!! Oh man, you should SEE the look on your face.

Psychedelic’s ears flicked back and then forward. The moment dissolved as he cracked a grin. “Aaahhh, you know, I’m not exactly sure.”

Chicken.

Clearing his throat, he ignored the little cheap jab that echoed in the caverns of his mind and shifted his weight as though shrugging his shoulders. “All I know is every autumn, girls smell real nice and it’s a kind of… a kiiind of… I dunno. It makes you feel funny. You’ll see, next autumn. Guarantee it.”


we're the trash, we're the trash
WE'RE THE TRASH IN YOUR BED


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