The Lost Islands
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Lagoon

The Boss

Rutger

The Marauder

Khyber

The General

Tattoo

The Companions

None None None

The Thieves

Acid
Caine
Kythri
Luxor
Thranduil
Tribulation

The Associates

Abraxas
Cahyr
Cullen
Garmr
Iridium
Vadimir
Wechuge

The Soldiers

Alioth
Enigma
Nataanii
Omnipotent
Remmick
Solas

The Trinkets

Dior
Druna
Edith
Eriana
Pandemonium

Boss's Decree

For every brother you bring into the Lagoon, you may have a trinket of your own. I will not touch, barter, trade, or do anything with them. For every foal you create that lives here in the lagoon, you must win a battle or bring in a new brother.

If neither of these criteria are met, come them turning two and remaining in the lagoon, they are mine to do with as I see fit.

The Offspring

Briseis (Carthage x Clio)
Flynnrir (Garmr x Druna)
Gersemi (Garmr x Dior)
Gothic (Garmr x Dior)
Phaethon (Acid x Sabah)
Sadie (Abraxas x Mercy)

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.

YOU'RE NOT SPECIAL, TRY HARDER garmr/open


Acid knows this place. Oh how he knows it. It lives in his bones, it rests in his head. Always calling. Always pulling. A magnetism, one that he doesn't understand. There's nothing to understand about it, not anymore. Bristling. Prickling. Like a parasite beneath his skin, he can feel it.

Calling.

Keening.

Dragging.

He sinks his claws in, his teeth. Dragged back to this place, something he could have never walked from. Not freely. No, he'd been pulled by forces far outside his control.

Acid is free of them now.

There is nothing to stop him from returning, and nothing to stop him from rising. A hunger in his eyes, burning straight through his guts, the boy returns. There should be an older brother lurking for him. Peyote should be here. Acid only has memory to shine back on. It's a fleeting thing.

Perhaps it's not only memory. Instinct, pure and innocent. Slipping over him, taking him over. Living in his chest and turning itself into something warped. Something disgusting.

Nothing about him is innocent.

The daylight is broad and shining as he makes his way into the murk. It's a sharp call, one that echoes through the trees. Whoever the boss was, Acid would see him. A boy ready to make himself known, and make his intentions clear to the Lagoon and the world.

He was home.






2 years. mutt. dunalino overo. 15.0
psychedelic x bane




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