#reynyx

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Beams and debris curl away as Reynyx regains his consciousness. He surveys the surrounding damage and screams at the sight of the disaster that is now the throne room. At the sound of his screams, the room shifts and snaps uncontrollably: clocks are peeling through the ceiling, candles are jutting out of the thrones, computers that don’t exist fuse and mesh with linen draperies.

“No, no, no!” Reynyx screams, stomping his foot against the throne room’s now shriveled and destroyed carpet. The carpet blooms with rotting flesh in place of Reynyx’s stomping.

He swings his wild, angered gaze towards the rift that’s appeared and he almost throws the closest thing he has through it, but he refrains.

He eyes the rift dangerously and the very room around him continues to come undone as he gazes through the rift.

“Where the fuck is my toy?! I demand to have it back! I want my favorite toy and I want it back now!” Reynyx screams, the throne room shriveling and cowering to his very cries.

Reynyx is, unfortunately, open to speak with.

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Ya lay a hand on him and I promise ya... ya will regret being born, brat. Pathetic 'king...!'

“Always such a big bark for so little bite, hm? Relax, darling, my brother is overseeing Otto’s stay. Your former packmate needn’t be harmed if you all can play nice. You can do that, can’t you? We both know what happened the last time you lost your temper, don’t we?” Reynyx gives a sharp, knowing grin. “Your impoliteness will not be tolerated. I suggest you fix your attitude before I must fix your former packmate. His fate is in your hands, Clubsman, make your choices wisely.”

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Why? Why would do that to someone? They did nothing! Why the hell is your toy soooo important to you?? I was merely joking around, get ahold of yourself, you are a King are you not??

TW: eyes, bugs, bones???

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He twitches and smiles unnaturally wide, his head tilting to the side as his unhinged smile grows. “I am a King, but what is a King without his subjects?” Reynyx’s magic sinks into the surrounding debris, bugs, and rot.

Suddenly, the wood beam grows human bones and skin, eyes blossoming along the wooden beam’s surface. Debris animates itself, growing skin and bones and coming to life. Bugs grow in size.

Reynyx grabs ahold of a nearby stuffed animal, which he molds into your likening exactly also letting his magic also bring it to life. He grins madly at you, saying: “I think I’ll call this one… Christopher.”

He rips the head off the doll and tears it into pieces. “Uh oh, I broke my little toy so soon~… I suppose I shall need something with far more flesh and bone.”

He cackles like a madman, tearing the doll into pieces and pieces and pieces and pieces and pieces. “You will make a lovely addition to my collection once I have my hands on you. I am in need of a new Clubsman doll, after all…”

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The rift seems to have trouble opening; it sparks and it buzzes and after many minutes of trying to appear, it does. It opens and you catch the words of a conversation that has been going on for who knows how long.

“—kill him or toss him out,” you catch Romulus murmur. His attention away from you as his magic attempts to fix the throne room. He sighs and you can catch the boredom he has with his brother’s ramblings.

“Why would I kill a perfectly good asset? Brother, do come to your senses,” Reynyx drawls, busying himself with fixing the rubble of the throne room.

“Do you really need another toy? Is the new Sorcerer not enough?” Romulus asks, the throne room slowly mending itself

“Of course I need another toy! Brother, are you not supportive?”

“He’s a person, not a doll, Reynny.”

“Hmph,” Reynyx huffs. “You lack vision.”

“Do I?”

“Indeed.”

“Right, why don’t we just—“ Romulus turns and finally catches sight of the rift. He tilts his head, but smiles tightly. “Perhaps you all can be of some assistance.”

“Really, brother? You’re going to ask them?”

“Indeed,” Romulus says, his attention on you. “What do you all think, hm? Should he be let go or killed?”

Romulus and Reynyx are open to speak with.

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Well you didn’t deny it, so I’d call it a successful insult.

"You focus on such trivial things, Spadesman." Reynyx sighs. "If you wish for the return of your mother...all you need to do is ask. It is as simple as that, is it not?"

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Um...Mister Reynny...? It's Bongo! Um...Hi. Can you...not be so mean? They think you're a bully...

Reynyx was about to throw something at the fool again and yell at it to dance, but as Reynyx sees Bongo and hears his voice, Reynyx pauses, lowering his arm.

“Bongo, why are you watching this?” Reynyx asks gently, a harsh contrast to his previous bratty nature. “My friend, you should be playing with toys, not watching the doll here; he’s too scary. You do not think I am a bully, though, do you?”

Reynyx seems to pause for longer, then says gently to Chase after a long stretch of silence: “…You may rest for now. I’ll have the servants fetch you a snack, yes?”

Romulus quickly gives Reynyx, then Bongo a quizzical and surprised look, shocked at the level of influence this ambiguous nine-year-old child has on his brother. He scribbles down something—a note to discuss this later with his brother.

Upon hearing the sounds from Reynyx that should register as words, the fool doesn’t appear to process most or any of the sentences, it just collapses like a rag doll and lays down, drooling onto the floor. Its gaze flickers to Bongo and, for a second, its dead eyes flash gratefully.

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... I-...I apologize f- for my- my outburst...Better? Don't hurt him, please...he is still my packmate, not former. We are still a pack.

TW: Violence Reynyx rolls his eyes. "Again with the packs." he groans. "Your kind are quite irritating with such notions. That did not stop our dear Jack from turning his back on his pack, did it? Or perhaps our newest Sorcerer feels the same. Clubsmen with their notion of loyalty. How amusing. How...irritating."

He picks up a plate, knocking off the few biscuits and pastries left on it. In one quick motion, he whips it at the fool and watches it shatter upon impact. The fool simply shakes his dazed head, shambles of porcelain nicking his sharp cheekbones. Some hang loosely in his hair.

"Your apology will be remembered, I suppose, for the time being. It would do you best, however, to make like my doll and fall in line." Reynyx warns.

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...How do you know that name...There is no way you got have gotten that NAME! Tell me!

“Must you really ask your King how he knows the name of his subject? Fret not, darling, Otto is receiving spectacular treatment. At least, he was until you began to have this little attitude of yours. Now, would you like to be polite or shall your rudeness translate into a punishment for your former packmate? You may decide; you like choices, don’t you?” Reynyx smiles a tight lip smile.