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The BossGarmr |
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The MarauderPeyote |
The GeneralMarko |
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The Companions |
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The ThievesJormungandrKhyber Kristjan Síhtríc Tribulation |
The AssociatesAziziAtticus Leukos Lucifer Salinger Thranduil |
The SoldiersKheldarVaingard Rosto |
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The TrinketsNone |
Boss's Decree"For every brother you bring to ourmidst, 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 OffspringNone |
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. |
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Posted on January 21, 2016 at 07:57:09 PM by PSYCHEDELiC
Ah, so he’s a local boy. Psychedelic didn’t have an opinion one way or another from strangers versus locals. As long as the individual seemed intrigued enough to be a part of the Lagoon rather than fight it, he’d be cool with them. Given his current physical state, Psychedelic was happy the big guy didn’t seem to care much for a fight. He flicked his ears at Kendry’s question, only then realizing he wasn’t often asked why he’d been drawn to the Lagoon in the first place. “My gramps used to run things here a long time ago. I never met him and, if I did, he’d probably beat me to a bloody pulp, but whatever.” Psychedelic’s father had explained it as clearly as Narcissus was capable of explaining things (read: not very) but it didn’t take a genius to catch on to the general gist of the story. Halluncinogenic, the grandfather Psychedelic had never met, had hated Narcissus and been physically abusive if not neglectful when he was a colt. Anyone who chose to beat up Narcissus was a hero in Psychedelic’s book, so what could it hurt to return to the old stomping grounds of the Lagoon? “That, and I’ve never quite seen the herd stallion appeal.” He mentioned offhand with a tone that implied he could have shrugged after saying it. “Oh, so you noticed that.” Psychedelic said, though it obviously wasn’t hard. His expression soured for a moment before he snorted, rolling his eyes. “I was sent by the boss to harass one of the herd stallions, things got physical. I kicked his ass but he managed to kick mine just a little bit harder.” He wasn’t sure if there would be repercussions given his failure but the irritability swarming in him told Psychedelic he wasn’t going to take kindly to any ill-will tossed his way by anyone for his loss. WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE IN YOUR HEAD |
Replies:
- and I can’t resist - By kendry January 23, 2016 at 02:21:11 AM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELiC February 5, 2016 at 06:02:19 PM
- and I can’t resist - By kendry February 17, 2016 at 09:27:09 PM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELiC February 5, 2016 at 06:02:19 PM