NicoNico is where design goes to die—crammed pages stuffed with boxes, ads awkwardly shoved everywhere, and layouts so inconsistent they feel like a dare. One page is a cluttered nightmare; the next is strangely empty, as if the designer quit mid-project. The ads? Aggressively placed like unwanted party crashers. Navigating feels more like surviving a maze than enjoying content. It’s nostalgic chaos for the brave, but a headache for anyone craving order.