I don't know what the fuck happened to the place, because NexusMods used to be a pretty damn good website for fans and creators alike back in the early 2010s.
I was very active on the website at the peak of activity for classic Oblivion and Skyrim, before the game got 20 different releases on every platform imaginable.
I will not powerlevel too much, but I was involved in the making of one of the more popular armor mods at the time of vanilla Skyrim.
The worst that could happen at the time, in terms of moderation, was to be flagged for mature content, which was not allowed on the website.
I remember literal flame wars over user-generated screenshots of Skyrim (some people were all too invested in them) that were too suggestive for the website, let alone a mod.
In retrospect, it was a good sign of health of a community, because pornography was kept off the premises without compromises, and the soon-to-be tranny coomers (those subhumans had not been "invented" at the time yet) all fucked off to a website called LoversLab to goon together and fry their brain with pornographic mods, squeezing every last droplet of dopamine.
It's depressing to learn it went downhill so quickly, and that NexusMods is now a haven for a culture that is already being labelled as completely deranged by an ever-increasing number of people.
The Reddit-tier hecking wholesome upboaterino is going to do fuck-all to change the state of things, but I did my part regardless.
This is the first endorsement I have given any mod in probably a decade.
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Fuck current-day Nexus, fuck trannies, and fuck power-tripping jannies. You in particular Dante, you fucking loser. Two decades have passed, your broom has lost all its bristles.
And give your head a shake, Robin Scott (a.k.a. DarkOne), you certified mongoloid. Put your house in order and read the fucking room about the current state of things. No one likes these people anymore.
Edited P.S. : The game itself plays just fine, and I cannot wait to sink hours into it, time and job permitting.
It warms the cockles of my heart to see all that stupendous jank again, now with sixteen times the detail.