Once upon a time, in the days of Web 2.0, there was a website called Stickam. Stickam was a precursor to streaming sites, allowing users to parade in front of their webcams while others looked on and interacted through their own webcam or a text chat interface. In the late 2000's to early 2010's, Stickam was huge, serving as a direct attention mainline for histrionic scene kids all over the world. Unlike the huge streaming websites of today, Stickam was also somewhat of a community unto itself, with cliques, trends, popular people, nobodies, and, of course, lots and lots of drama.

One man made it his mission to catalog this drama on a website called StickyDrama. After failing at an attempted career as a porn videographer, Chris Stone saw dollar signs in Stickam's turbulent social scene, along with the added benefit of quelling his insatiable, shameless need to gawk at human conflict and suffering. And so he began a Stickam-focused gossip site. Here he reported such happenings as on-camera rape and overdose with a thinly-veiled sadistic glee, while other drama whores joined in union to celebrate the downfall and general trainwreckery of the featured subject.

Eventually StickyDrama became a community in its own right, with a group on Stickam, an array of regular commenters, and a chosen popular few. They represented the troublemakers of Stickam, people who laughed at the faults of others because the faults they possessed were slightly different or hidden from the spotlight. And while they made fun of the attention whores du jour on Stickam, they too had a deep and enduring thirst for attention. The one who wanted attention the most of all was Chris Stone, the creator of StickyDrama himself. In combination with his vast expendable income and obsession with reality TV, this drive gave Chis an idea: to create a Stickam-based version of The Real World.

And so he bought an apartment in downtown LA and promised everyone he invited that they would be given free rent, food, and drugs in exchange for consent to being filmed at any time. While a number of people wanted to live there, only the Stickam cream of the crop were invited, only the biggest trainwrecks actually accepted, and wannabees were put on blast while friends of the residents occasionally passed through. On top of being livestreamed on StickyDrama and Stickam, posts and pictures were put on twitter (scroll to 2011), videos of "The IRL World" were posted to youtube, and details of dramatic happenings were posted to StickyDrama.

You can find some videos of Stickyhouse here, but most of the drama is lost with time; after all, the "reality show" was on a now-defunct livestreaming website. The best remnants from that time are Stickydrama articles, which focus primarily on the trials of Amor Hilton. Amor Hilton was one of the biggest scene queens and Myspace/Stickam celebrities online. She was also a disaster of a human being with a track record including but not limited to getting knocked up by the previously mentioned convicted rapist, taking advantage of people for money and a place to stay, starring in hardcore porn, severe liver damage from alcohol and pill abuse, an eating disorder, serial cheating, and bad grammar. Gossip communities took notice when she joined StickyHouse, but it was StickyDrama itself that documented the trials of her stay and her ultimate departure:

• Amor cheats on her boyfriend in an elevator

• Amor baits a guy who pursued Kiki Kannibal into pursuing her, puts his texts on StickyDrama

• Amor wants to fuck a guy until he removes his laberet piercing

• Former roommate does a tell-all on Amor

• High on Xanax and drunk, Amor confesses her love to the rapist in front of her straight-edge boyfriend

• Amor's boyfriend dumps her, leaks her craigslist emails offering "favors" for money

Eventually Amor got sober, realized she was being taken advantage of, and left Stickyhouse with a heartfelt message to have what can only be assumed was a short-lived relationship with a musician from shitty scene kid band Black Veil Brides, though at some point she moved in with another rapist and potential squatter. The life of drugs and drama soon caught up to the other residents, and they too left the house. While what exactly transpired to make each resident leave is unknown, but returning would only be preferred to homelessness.

As for Chris Stone, not much is known about what became of him, or whether he still owns Stickyhouse. Apart from the occasional tweet or tumblr post advertising the sporadic anti-SJW articles he's posted on Stickydrama over the past few years, as well as a potential stint pretending to be a gay woman with an eating disorder, the man, like the MTV reality stars he idolized so much, has faded into obscurity.