The Lost Islands
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Falls

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

we're the trash in your bed


Wouldn’t be the first time someone said that.

The voice echoed in his head dryly after the large black mare said she would like to see Psychedelic fall on his face. Psychedelic only twitched his ears, a few comments on his tongue he could spit out in response. “It’s not the first time I’ve been accused of being a fool and I hope it won’t be the last.” Psychedelic replied instead of the various array of insults he would have rather said. He winked at the little mare just for good measure – she was fun to toy with and he knew it might harmlessly cause a little bit of irritation with the black mare but not enough to warrant a snap. Psychedelic might not run from a fight, but he wasn’t dumb enough to pick one with a behemoth of a mare.

Even though Kendry was here, something told him the larger stallion would be less than interested in standing by his side if Psychedelic smarted off one too many times and the black mare got physical. Namely it was the way his brother was looking at the black mare and, honestly, Psychedelic made a mental note to talk about it with him later. Bro code and what not.

The mares exchanged names and Psychedelic considered them both – Božena (a weird sounding name for a weird sounding mare) and Yeva (cute, but he’d probably always call her a little klutz). When Yeva turned her sweet expression to include both him and the formidable wall of pearl which was Kendry, Psychedelic flashed a smile her way. “Psychedelic. Most around here just call me Psych.”

Just as he finished giving his name, Kendry moved. Psychedelic’s eyes flicked up toward his brother’s face and noticed how entranced he still was with Bully Božena. Quickly he rolled his eyes and huffed a small breath of amusement. “Hey, little klutz – er - Yeva?” He said a bit more loudly than was needed to talk to the young mare in an attempt to pull Kendry’s attention back his way. Psychedelic was going to actually try and do something nice for his brother even if he couldn’t see what the hell Kendry was so entranced by to begin with. “You want to go see a really cool spot by the waterfall?”

Psychedelic had little to no interest in actually showing the little bay mare anything to do with a waterfall; Psychedelic didn’t care about the waterfall to begin with. Yet, it was still within eyeshot, so the black mare couldn’t necessarily say she didn’t want Psych alone with Yeva since she’d apparently appointed herself as the bay’s guardian. This would mean he could leave the black mare alone with Kendry, and Psych decided he was going to help a brother out.

Bro code and what not.


we're the drunken gods of the living dead
WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE IN YOUR HEAD


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