Poll: Do you want sticker notifications back? - Not the score, just the notifications.

Should sticker notifications be brought back?


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He's just saying what he thinks will get him updoots. Some of them are taking longer to heal than others.
You're so over it that you've spent 30 pages repeating yourself over and over like a broken record while still giving out stickers. Nigga please.
>Describes people frothing at Null
>Describes people dickriding Null
>You're both of these

>That doesn't make sense
>lol illiterate

Okay.
I said almost every category. I also specifically didn't mention people angry at Null neither because I don't think anyone is actually angry at him currently, other than performatively.
 
i was iffy about the removal of sticker notifications at first but its honestly fine. the only problem for me at least is the lack of notifications makes this place feel way less active.
I'm largely over it too. But using the site now is annoying because the sticker notifications were handy as a way to automatically make a temp bookmark in a thread, and get alerts for a thread you are actively engaging in. Not to mention by having it in your alerts, I can access it on any page without needing to load a different page all together like with normal bookmarks (which is handy when the site wasn’t stable).

I'm now watching threads as God Null intended and I find the alerts less helpful and the extra steps to do what I could do before annoying.
 
I'm based and having fun. You're cringe and seething. I'm here to laugh at you.
"I'm not owned!!! I'm not owned!!!"
I'm largely over it too. But using the site now is annoying because the sticker notifications were handy as a way to automatically make a temp bookmark in a thread, and get alerts for a thread you are actively engaging in. Not to mention by having it in your alerts, I can access it on any page without needing to load a different page all together like with normal bookmarks (which is handy when the site wasn’t stable).

I'm now watching threads as God Null intended and I find the alerts less helpful and the extra steps to do what I could do before annoying.
For me its been the opposite. I dislike the watch feature and I'd rather just take the extra step.
 
True, I've actually had something taken away from me
Null took your man hood like the rest of us when he cucked your DMs so come over here and give me a hug. 792A1929-3ADE-442E-8A81-4689B782C656.gif
 
tbh at first I was pretty annoyed with the change but now after some time has passed I think I've adapted pretty well. I did enjoy the dopamine hit but Null was right about the site being easily navigable without reactions
 
Null took your man hood like the rest of us when he cucked your DMs so come over here and give me a hug.View attachment 5808120
PULL BACK from Jack's face. It's pressed against TWO LARGE
BREASTS that belong to...BOB, 45, a moose of a man. Jack is
engulfed by Bob in an intense embrace. Bob weeps openly.

JACK (V.O.)
Bob had bitch tits.

PULL BACK to wide on...

INT. CHURCH MEETING ROOM - NIGHT

Men are paired off, hugging, talking in emotional tones.
Near the door, a SIGN on a stand: "REMAINING MEN TOGETHER."

JACK (V.O.)
This was a support group for men with
testicular cancer. The big moosie
slobbering all over me was Bob.

BOB
We're still men.

JACK
Yes. We're men. Men is what we are.

JACK (V.O.)
Six months ago, Bob's testicles were
removed. Then hormone therapy. He
developed bitch tits because his
testosterone was too high and his
body upped the estrogen. That was
where my head fit -- into his huge,
sweating tits that hung enormous, the
way we think of God's as big.

BOB
They're gonna have to open my pec's
again to drain the fluid.

Bob hugs tighter; then looks with empathy into Jack's eyes.

BOB
Okay. You cry now.

Jack looks at Bob.


Jack stares at a group of men, including Bob, who are all
listening to a group member speak at a lectern. The SPEAKER
has pale skin and sunken eyes -- he's clearly dying.

SPEAKER
I... wanted three kids. Two boys and
a girl. Mindy wanted two girls and
one boy. We never could agree on
anything.

The Speaker cracks a sad smile. Some men chuckle, happy to
lighten the mood.

SPEAKER
Well, she had her first child a month
ago, a girl, with her new husband...
And, Thank God. I'm glad for her,
because she deserves...

The speaker breaks down, WEEPS UNCONTROLLABLY.

Jack watches. A couple of the men go up to the speaker,
comforting him, leading him away. A LEADER takes the stand.

LEADER
Everyone, let's thank Thomas for
sharing himself with us.

Jack, uncomfortable, joins EVERYONE ELSE:

EVERYONE
(in unison)
Thank you, Thomas.

LEADER
I look around this room and I see a
lot of courage. And it gives me
strength. We give each other
strength.

Jack looks around. Many of the men are sniffling, sobbing.
Jack squirms in his seat.

LEADER
It's time for the one-on-one. Let's
follow Thomas's example and open
ourselves.

Everyone gets out of their chairs and begins pairing-off.
Jack stands, uncomfortable.

LEADER
Can everyone find a partner?

Bob, his chin down on his chest, starts toward Jack,
shuffling his feet.

JACK (V.O.)
The big moosie, his eyes already
shrink-wrapped in tears. Knees
together, invisible steps.

Bob takes Jack into an embrace.

JACK (V.O.)
Bob was a champion bodybuilder. You
know that chest expansion program you
see on TV? That was his idea.

BOB
...using steroids. I was a juicer.
Diabonol, then, Wisterol -- it's for
racehorses, for Christsake. Now I'm
bankrupt, divorced, my two grown kids
won't return my calls...

JACK (V.O.)
Strangers with this kind of honesty
make me go a big rubbery one.

Bob breaks into sobbing, putting his head on Jack's shoulder
and completely covering Jack's face. After a long beat of
crying, Bob raises up his head, looks at Jack's NAMETAG.

BOB
Go ahead, Cornelius. You can cry.

They look at each other. Slowly, Jack's eyes grow wet.

JACK (V.O.)
Then... something happened. I was
lost in oblivion -- dark and silent
and complete.

Bob pulls Jack's head back into his chest. Jack tightens
his arms around Bob.

JACK (V.O.)
I found freedom. Losing all hope was
freedom.

Jack pulls away from Bob. On Bob's chest, there's a WET
MASK of Jack's face from how he looks weeping.

JACK (V.O.)
Babies don't sleep this well.

Jack's still in an embrace with Bob.

JACK (V.O.)
Bob loved me because he thought my
testicles were removed too. Being
there, my face against his tits,
ready to cry -- this was my vacation.

MARLA SINGER enters. She has short matte black hair and
big, dark eyes like a character from japanese animation.

JACK (V.O.)
And, she ruined everything.

Marla looks around, raises a cigarette to her lips.

MARLA
This is cancer, right?

Bob and Jack stare, dumbfounded.

Jack emerges from the lobby. He looks up at Marla's window,
watches her silhouette. He walks away, right into -- Big
BOB, the moose, eating a donut and drinking orange juice.

BOB
Cornelius! How are you?

JACK
Bob. I'm okay. How are you?

BOB
Better than I've ever been in my life.

JACK
Really? Great. Still "Remaining Men
Together?"

An intense look of born-again fervor comes over Bob's face.

BOB
No. I found something new.

JACK
Really, what's that?

BOB
(quietly)
The first rule is... you aren't
supposed to talk about it...

JACK
Oh.

BOB
And the second rule about it is...
you're not supposed to talk about it.
And the third rule...

JACK
Bob, Bob... I'm a member.

BOB
You are?!

JACK
Look at my face.

Bob roughly slaps Jack's shoulder.

BOB
That's a fucking great, man! Fucking
great! Congratulations.

JACK
Yeah, both of us.

BOB
You know about the guy who invented
it? I hear all kinds of things.
Supposedly, he was born in a mental
institution. They say he only sleeps
one hour a night. You know about
this guy? Tyler Durden?

INT. BASEMENT - ELECTRONICS WKREHOUSE - NIGHT

The CROWD SCREAMS insanely as Bob and Jack go at it in the
circle of light. Bob's eyes are wild with glee.

EXT. BASEMENT DOOR - ELECTRONICS WAREHOUSE - LATER

Everyone sneaks out of this new location - we've seen none
of these guys before - it's a new chapter. Jack and Bob
Stagger out last, Jack being in worse shape. They both grin
with religious serenity. Bob hugs Jack.

BOB
Thank you. Thank you.

Bob relaxes the hug and Jack drops to the ground like a
sack, completely enervated from the beating he took.

JACK
You're welcome.
 
I typically stay the fuck away from anything remotely ad hominem, I consider it beneath the KF collective. The people waving the ad hominem flag, conflating wanting stickers back with some kind of dopamine addiction either do not understand what dopamine actually is or just literally need to get laid. The people that lack dopamine in their lives are extremely prone to blowing their brains out as they lack joy, they also are not having sex as that is also a healthy natural source of dopamine, anything less than once a week is considered less than average (no gooning does not count, you fucking loser). Social contact is a necessary normal human function. The dopamine reaction of social engagement is a healthy thing. It becomes unhealthy when people are so butthurt over a bad sticker reaction that an entire website must conform to them and their dopamine reaction. The rest of us have been enjoying the fact that someone empathized with our post, laughed at our nigger joke, or agreed with us that Keffals is most likely the worst Canadian to ever live. Maybe this isn't as complicated as a medical issue? Maybe if you are this upset over it the problem is you? Maybe try getting laid once a week?
 
Dopamine is a natural thing, we seek it one way or the other. I just find it funny, this whole "Get just enough dopamine, don't get too much".

Isn't this basically saying "You're having too much fun".

Anyway, I don't really care anymore but this thread kinda be real good.
 
I haven't been on the site in awhile so i was shocked to see these radical changes. I don't mind the reaction score being removed since it deters Reddit immigration, but the reaction notification was convenient to keep up with threads, and also showed which threads were bumping more, which was nice especially since i like to jump around the site a bit.
 
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