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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 August 25, 2016 at 05:20:35 PM by PSYCHEDELiC
Well… they definitely don’t like each other. Psychedelic stared with blank surprise at the scene which unfolded out in front of him. Everything had happened both quickly and in slow motion, enough to tell him the small facts he needed to know without needing ask for the story. Somewhere along the lines this mare had seriously messed up when it came to her son. Psychedelic may think his mother was a worthless worm, but she was so insignificant to him if he crossed paths with her he’d pretend she was nothing more than thin air no matter how much she pleaded to be seen. By Kasabian’s reaction, Psychedelic could only guess something far darker had occurred between him and his dam. This sort of rage was born from something. Psychedelic flicked his conscious attention back toward Kasabian, ignoring the whimpers and cries of the now bleeding gold mare. She was of little importance to him, truly, and he was not the sort of individual who would object to any treatment she received from the boss. Family dramatics weren’t his place and he’d happily remain on the outskirts of them. Plus, what had been fun before was now ten times as much, for he wasn’t simply annoying the stallion Gabbar, but was creating a little whirlwind of chaos. “I had no clue who she was, boss,” Psychedelic said, “but I found her in that one guy’s place. Gabbar. Salem. I went back to try and see if I could harass that stupid black mare and came away with her instead.” He felt the excitement and the energy ripple through the little clearing between the trio and his own heartbeat spike with adrenaline. Psychedelic had never been face to face with anyone as angry as Kasabian was now, all wild looking with a gleam in his eyes and blood on his dark lips. If he was squared against the boss now he’d actually be a bit freaked out because there was something almost predator about the guy. Luckily for Psychedelic, he wasn’t on the opposite side; unluckily for Sunshine, she was. Psychedelic’s eyes reached behind Kasabian toward the palomino mare, eyeing the bloody, mangled ear and her face contorted in pain. His attention returned to Kasabian. “What do you have in mind, boss?” WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE IN YOUR HEAD |
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