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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 November 7, 2023 at 02:03:12 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

Psychedelic studied the taller, painted stallion as he talked of princes and arrivals, of being proper and all sorts of things that he�d never considered. He blinked and pulled his eyes away from Rosto, looking instead back toward the lagoon that stretched out and back into the thick woodlands where most of the bachelors were likely lingering. Somewhere in there was a little prize or two, miserable and wishing they could be free. In some ways, while Psychedelic had not had the years left in him to make the Lagoon what he wanted, he�d at least been somewhat successful.

�Depends on who�s leading it,� he answered, attention swinging back to his conversational partner. Which was likely a funny comment, given that he�d just admitted he was currently, technically the leader here.

With a grunt, he rocked his weight and pulled himself up to his feet. He shook and a fine sheen of pale, soft sand flew from his coat, though plenty more stayed matted and stuck into his hair. He didn�t look quite like the bag of protruding bones as he had when he was lying down, but he was regretfully thinner than he should have been, and even standing there he still favored the leg he�d injured in his previous fight.

�You�ll be welcome here,� he answered, �with your prince.� Even though it appeared perfectly normal for Rosto to have a prince given how confidently he had spoken of the situation, it still felt weird for Psychedelic to say. The words tasted funny in his mouth. �The lagoon takes in any homeless stallion without asking anything of them and won�t kick you out. You can join in on the festivities and the politics, or you can stick to yourself while you figure out your next move on the islands.� Festivities, of course, meaning collecting trinkets and terrorizing the herds of the islands, though Psychedelic didn�t clarify. All the pair would need to do was stay here in the Lagoon for a little while and they�d see it for themselves.

The more he talked, the clearer headed he felt. The haze that had trapped him earlier seemed to lift, like a foggy veil had been cloaking his mind and judgement but had since lifted. Privately he felt comforted by that, and happy to feel more like himself, even if everything physically ached while he stood. Maybe he wasn�t going as mad as he had feared he was; maybe the end wasn�t close. Maybe he was going to manage to make it through this just like he�d made it through every other event in his life that very well should have been the one to end them.

Maybe, maybe, maybe�

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