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Lagoon
The Boss Garmr
The Marauder Peyote		The General Marko

The Companions
None	Druna	None

The Thieves Jormungandr Khyber Kristjan S�htr�c 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 drunken gods of the living dead
Posted on August 2, 2023 at 02:45:26 AM by PSYCHEDELiC

we're the voice, we're the voice
we're the voice in your head
we're the trash, we're the trash
we're the trash in your bed

�You look like shit,� were the first words she spoke in return. Psychedelic didn�t lose his grin, and his eyes were brighter, too. He looked more alive in just these few minutes sharing her space than he had in the years since she�d been gone.

She�s not wrong.

The familiar, companion-like voice that seemed as though it floated from somewhere outside himself was given little more than a brief flick of his ear, turning back to see if it had anything else to say. It didn�t, but Bane did. Psychedelic looked her over at her simple explanation and nodded, mostly to himself. It might not have been the current that pulled him away from the islands and then pushed him back, but there was some sort of force at play all these years; Psychedelic had his fair share of times he�d thought he�d never again see this place.

At some point he�d made a small step toward her to match the small almost-step she�d made toward him. They could draw closer, and despite the bruises and soreness racking his old body, he�d welcome any nip or kick she chose to inflict. It almost made him want to test her rage, bully into her space until she pummeled him into the dirt. Maybe if he wasn�t so old and beat-up, he might�ve.

Psychedelic�s ear twitched and he huffed a small breath. �Some of the boys are living life and bringing in little toys to play with, but I�ve barely been doing shit.� His tone was casual, no touch of regret for how little involvement he�d had these last few seasons. �Peyote�s growing into himself, showing promise.� Maybe not the exact promise Psychedelic had been hoping for, but promise all the same. He still had that coyote accompanying him that he�d found when he was young, no matter how many times Psychedelic tried to drive it off or kill it. Eventually Peyote had started putting himself between Psychedelic and the canine he referred to as Pup, which meant it really wasn�t worth the effort to try and get rid of it. �He�s a little off, but the odds are never that great when it comes to my kids.� Psychedelic grunted, cocking his hoof to shift his weight and lean it off his sore, bruised hip. He didn�t seem to mind looking relaxed despite the fact that the mare he was standing with could literally murder him at any second if she so pleased, and it was more than likely that she might.

�Made it through another election as boss somehow,� he admitted, �so, if you wanted to stay�� this time he trailed off, and his eyes sharpened as they pointed at her. Up until now he�d seemed to have no motive to keep her here now that she�d found her way back, but the idea she might leave for the Peak again set something alight in his belly he hadn�t felt in ages.

PSYCHEDELiC
boss of the lagoon

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Lagoon

The Boss

The Marauder

The General

The Companions

The Thieves

The Associates

The Soldiers

The Trinkets

Boss's Decree

The Offspring

Rules