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Lagoon
The Boss Garmr
The Marauder Khyber		The General Alioth

The Companions
None	Druna	Eriana

The Thieves Acid Thranduil Tribulation	The Associates Abraxas Blizzard Cahyr Cullen Iridium Luxor Tattoo	The Soldiers Enigma Nataanii

The Trinkets Ainaz Canine Dior Pandemonium	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 Flynnrir (Garmr x Druna) Gothic (Garmr x Dior) Kythri (Khyber x Lavender) Solas (Khyber x Khar'pern)
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 October 29, 2025 at 03:50:35 AM by AC!D

There's something wrong with that boy. Deeply, immensely wrong-- good. Maybe that's why he feels a sense of entitlement to this place. Washing up on these shores for what had to be the first time since he was just a boy. Gaze burning. Oh how fucked he is. Oh how fucked they all are. Movements echoing that of his late father, some things aren't so easily forgotten. Echoes in his memory, echoes in eternity. Upheaval is in his blood, it's in his bones.

Everything about him is wrong. Voice too smooth and silken, steps too confident. Too bold. It's easy to be bold when your blood runs through the Lagoon, through the Islands, through time itself. His heart should be held at the very center of this place, a throbbing wet echo. Ah, wrong again. There is no heart here.

Still sodden from the sea, he crosses into the Lagoon. There is no father here, no father of his. Something prickled beneath his skin. Acid crossed the threshold, head high. Elegant, if you had no context. Hell, hopefully none of them had context left for him. Bane's only remaining son, at least as far as he was concerned. Acid's gaze is unwavering, the dusk settling around his shoulders. Unwavering, unblinking, unsettling. Another prodigal son has returned home.

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

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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