Come meet
Ryan Reyna (aka RejectedReyna / Lamb Mask), a 21-year-old "New Age Horrorcore" and "Torturecore" musician, high-school dropout (age 15), and suburban wigger from the Chicago suburbs who is currently melting down because someone updated his Wiki to say he's clinically deceased.


Why he's of interest:
- While it's unclear how deep he was in the actual extortion rings, he came out of that early toxic environment. He released a track titled "sickfuq-nation" which directly referenced the SFN (SickFuqNation) tag used by the group.
- When pressed on the song, he claimed he wrote it at 15 as an "anti-animal abuse" statement. The lyrics (see below) determine that was a lie.
- He has transitioned from a "dangerous" underground artist to a failure who e-begs a few dedicated fans ("whales") for $20 to buy Smiths vinyls and claims to be a "God of Death" while living in his parents' basement with a failing crowdfunding campaign.
- His entire career is propped up by his producer, "Craig Scissorhands." It turns out Craig is a normal dude with a degree and a wife, while Reyna is the autistic passenger princess who can't drive.
We mentioned him briefly a few pages back both here and the
Gen Z Degeneracy thread, but it's worth looking at the "sickfuq-nation" lyrics he tried to scrub. He claims this is "storytelling" and "anti-abuse," but it reads exactly like the edgelord recruitment anthems SFN used to put over gore compilations.
i feel like a sickfuq the way my brain is treating me i feel the stomping on my guts when they beating me ... i’m a sickfuq, you can’t stop me now i won’t stop until i’m 6 feet underground
Does this sound like an anti-abuse PSA to you? Or does it sound like a 15-year-old desperate for validation from the Com?
Recently, someone (doing the Lord's work) completely hijacked his
EverybodyWiki,
Aesthetics Wiki, and
Trap Metal Wiki pages to reclassify his genre as "Incelcore" and updated his status to "Deceased due to Aesthetic Malnutrition."
He's currently trying to fund a "horror film" called "When We Die" via Indiegogo. He asked for $5,500, stalled at $2k, and is now panic-selling "Benadryl Bear" shirts to lonely suburban teenagers to pay for his daily Subway order.
Archives:
If he isn't 764, he certainly tried hard to look like them until it stopped being profitable. Now he's just a sad kid puking blood in his parents basement for clout.
P.S.: The "trap metal" SoundCloud community is full of lolcows. Too bad the genre is quickly declining before more of them are documented.