I realize this is stupidly, hilariously late and you guys probably don't care that much about this creep anymore, but I was linked to this a few days ago and felt compelled to join the forums to share some shit about this guy. I was his long-distance girlfriend for about six and a half years (I left him almost six years ago now due to the insane levels of abuse) and there is no end to the fucked-up bullshit that goes on with this guy. I'd stopped following up on any of his antics not long after the split, so I'm simultaneously surprised and also
not surprised in the slightest that he got tied in with AltFur and Furry Raiders.
So, I'm not really sure where to start or what to add, because I've avoided talking about him much since we broke up. I don't really have any screenshots, or access to any of his old FurAffinity shit because I scrambled my old account and have avoided going back to that cancerous hole ever since, but here we go:
The Meet, The Abuse, The Breakup
We met on Furcadia in... 2006, I wanna say? '05 or '06, and even back then he would find ways to cram his weird fetishes into PG-rated roleplays - namely weight gain, hair growth, and literally any form of transformation you can think of. To anybody who didn't know that these kinks were a thing, it'd just come off as a weird twist to the scenes, but he very specifically hung onto these logs as fap material and he'd chimp out if you didn't want to do the scene. I catered to his fetishes for years, even though I hated it - every night we'd just end up doing the same ideas over and over again so he could jerk off and go to sleep, and it basically got to the point where I'd just copy-paste old posts from my chatlogs to avoid having to waste more time rehashing the same thing over and over. I don't think he noticed or cared. I was a socially-awkward shut-in loser and a lightning rod for shit life choices, and he was the first guy who'd ever shown any sort of interest in me. So, naturally, I latched onto him like a vice and devoted myself to him despite how fucked up he was because "it was meant to be" or some crap.
Years later, during college, I wasn't allowed to go out with any of the friends I'd made in my classes without my phone blowing up with suicide threats. He'd insist that my trying to have a social life away from the computer now and again meant that I didn't love him and that he should therefore kill himself. There were so many instances where I was stupid enough to take the bait, bail on whatever social stuff my friends had planned, drive three towns over to get back home only to have him go, "Oh, I was just saying that to make you tell me you love me." I was too stupid to leave the relationship so it just got to the point where I would spend all of my time on my computer waiting for him to come back from hanging out with his own friends, and never go anywhere. Years later, my college friends still call me "The Recluse" because of how terrified I became of leaving my house without his permission. Meanwhile, he'd been cheating on me with several guys, including our World of Warcraft guild leader.
He has a secret fetish for torture/mutilation/snuff, which was sprung on me out of nowhere one night and became the main catalyst for why we broke up. Normally when he wants to focus on his fetishes, he'll aim it at a "character" - whenever he talked about his kinks with me, he would only ever refer to whatever fursona I had at the time as when it came to RL-me, he "couldn't see me that way." After I started sticking up for myself and turning down his requests to play out his fetishes, which had always made me extremely uncomfortable, he started graphically detailing how he wanted to hire a group of men to "gang-rape, torture, and mutilate" me while he watched and jerked off to it, as punishment for "being difficult" with him for saying no.
It got to the point where it became legitimate threats, and not just fantasies-- he'd stress that these were things he
actually wanted to do to me, not my character, and if I didn't give him what he wanted, when he wanted, no matter what it was, he'd start getting into graphic detail about it again. I even got sent home from work one day because he blew up my phone with this shit, which led to me having a panic attack while out on the floor shortly after. The only way he'd shut up about this stuff would be if I did what he wanted. Despite him being in another country, I became terrified that he'd actually find a way to make these things happen. I broke up with him and attempted suicide two weeks later; he later went on to brag about this on his main FurAffinity journal, stating that "everything went just as planned" and other fucked-up shit. For as much as a year or longer after the breakup, he would keep trying to get in touch with some friends of mine, and even family members through Facebook, to try and get information on me. There was a sizeable meltdown on FA at the time when he found out I'd moved on, left the fandom and found a local boyfriend.
Creepy Fetishes And Cringey Bullshit
There was a brief period where he became obsessed with some user on FA named Minnieshoof and threw a tantrum when she wouldn't humor him and his fetishes, so he spent weeks trying to convince me to change my fursona to an elephant with an uncomfortably similar design to Minnie's so he could pretend he was fucking her. It was really creepy.
Also, his current fursona, the purple snow leopard? Yeah, that's a ripoff of
Accelo, who was another artist he developed a creepy obsession with trying to bang and get in the good graces of.
Alongside his disturbing mutilation fetish, he's also got a thing for being castrated, which goes hand-in-hand with this sissification thing he's also got going on. When we were dating, he used to keep a pair of scissors in his desk so he could cut off skintags when he felt like it. The frequency with which he'd remind me of this left me pretty damn convinced that even this is a sexual thing for him.
His hair growth fetish is extreme. For most of our relationship, my hair was really long, almost down to my elbows, and he'd fawn over it. But I hated it - It was way too much maintenance and get tangled in literally everything, so when I started college I got a pixie-cut. He lost his shit, threatened to break up with me, told me I'd "betrayed him" for getting a haircut without his permission and refused to talk to me for two weeks.
He "came out of the furry closet" (ugh) to his drunkard dad by explaining it as, "Think of it like World of Warcraft, and you're really into World of Warcraft and you like dressing up as characters from the game, and you're sexually attracted to Gnomes so you have sex while wearing a Gnome costume." I'm not even kidding. And then he wondered why his dad was so disgusted by the furry thing.
All of his characters are ridiculous, autistic mary-sues. All of them. For example, his original fursona, a white lion named Jack Morganholt, was also a werewolf, a holy paladin with magical powers, and his steed was a magical unicorn named Lucas. His ponysona (because of course he was also a hardcore Brony) was an overpowered magical unicorn (Note: Not like MLP unicorn, but like, goatee-and-cloven-hoves classic kind of unicorn, because he has to be special), and he did this incredibly cringeworthy RP on the 20 Percent Cooler forums where the other player's job was to play every. single. fucking. main. character. falling in love with him while he saved the universe by essentially being Pony Jesus. Every character he ever came up with for RPs was just the exact same shit with a different coat of paint.
Speaking of the 20 Percent Cooler site, he tagged along with... I want to say the site owner, or one of the main admins or something?? to some major convention, because he thought the "popularity" of the guy he traveled with would help him promote his shitty YouTube channel and try to get in with a bunch of popular YouTubers (more on all of that in a moment). His "buddy" wanted to make business cards for them both to hand out to promote themselves, and naturally, he wanted to include the URL to 20PC as promo for the site as well, which Reklaw was stupid enough to say yes to. Like an idiot, he didn't stop to think that it might be a bad idea to hand out business cards with links to a blatant My Little Pony porn site as the main link, and seemed UTTERLY SHOCKED when after the convention none of the major YouTubers he'd tried to hit up at the con ever got in touch with him.
He has hilariously crippling mommy issues. When we were together, he would insist that my characters all be fat and/or pregnant and/or super motherly and basically baby his characters. Every female friend of his had to put up with this weird mommy shit from him.
Despite the fact that he can't keep his hands out of his pants over literally
anything online, he's
terrified of sex IRL. He once barfed on someone who gave him a lapdance, and every time he's gotten close to a sexual encounter IRL he's chimped out and bailed, and then accused them of "only wanting him for sex." When he was 21 he argued with me because he didn't believe that the uterus was attached to the vagina and that that's how pregnancy happens. When he found an old journal I'd posted about my new relationship, where I'd hinted at sleeping with the guy, he lost his shit all over his FA about it. That was a weird experience.
He came to visit for a weekend once (it was the only time we'd met in-person through our entire relationship) and it was awkward. He was always really sweaty and just... grossly moist. We never slept with each other (thank god) but he had zero understanding of how female anatomy worked and also had a really small and weirdly-shaped dick. I'm sorry you're stuck with that thought now, but misery loves company.
ATTENTION-WHORING
Reklaw earned himself a bit of notoriety after
a LiveJournal meltdown ensued on Artists Beware because an artist he'd commissioned a dumb doodle from was mean about his shitty fox fursona. At the time, I blew the situation out of proportion and got turbo-defensive because he'd been crying and threatening suicide over some dumb fursona-related crap literally a few nights before, and then it came out that the artist was ripping on his character in some art stream. I insisted that he should make a post on Artists Beware, but he at first said it wasn't a big deal and that he didn't care. But then it turned out that word had gotten out already, so some other artists felt bad for him and offered to do free art of his character... And at that, suddenly, his attitude towards the situation changed and he was jerking off it for all he could get out of it. He made me log into his LiveJournal account and post to Artists Beware about the situation as him (A_B has rules against proxy posting), and then proceeded to come into the comments talking about how hard the situation had been for him, because it was getting him page views and free art. He even used the opportunity to try and lure people into giving him YouTube hits by recording himself baiting the artist into shit-talking him more in someone else's livestream and then adding that to the Beware.
He's only interested in one thing: Attention. He's only willing to give the time of day to people he can get something out of, which is why you'll find him hanging off of YouTubers and FA users with a larger following than him, because it's the only means he has for becoming "Popufur" while having exactly zero talent to speak of and not a single original idea in his fucked-up head. 99% of the time, if he namedrops being "friends" with someone who's better known and has a bigger following than him, he's bullshitting. He thinks that by spending thousands of dollars of his daddy's money buying porn from these people that that automatically makes them friends. He's done this with Kasune, Shareia, Anuvia, Herro, even Westfalen, the same artist from the Artists Beware fiasco.
These "friendships" usually go the same way-- he throws his dad's money at them in exchange for fetishy shit, calls them friends, eventually worms his way into their social circles to some extent. Then he starts doing his same autistic garbage of dumping his fetishes on everyone, needing to be special, and keep using them to garner attention for himself, and then those people get annoyed and push him out. He then proceeds to blame them for being assholes and bullying him, when it's really just him being mad that he can't get what he wants now, because heaven forbid he be at fault for any bad thing that happens to him.
The fact that he would pull this "I'm gonna use my insider knowledge to take you down!1" shit on the AltFurs says that he probably fell out with some people thanks to being too creepy and autistic even for them, and so he's mad and being "friends" with the "Good Guys" (note the namedropping in that tweet as a means of intimidation) so he'll still have people to leech off of. He literally has nothing else going for him.
So yeah, that's my rambling chunk of garbage gossip, and I'm forcing myself to stop here because otherwise I'll go on for literally forever. I haven't even gotten into the imaginary boyfriend he made for himself to commission porn with, his conspiracy theories about climate change and his mom's death, etc. He really is an exceptional specimen of the furry community.
