[Copypasta] Dear Twitch Partners, Our community members are always our priority

twitchquotes: Dear πŸ‘‹ Twitch Partners 🀝 , Our πŸ‘‰ community members πŸ‘ͺ are always β˜‘οΈ our priority πŸ›‘. We received πŸ“₯ some reports ❗ describing ⌨️ the discomfort ☹️ some of our members πŸ—£οΈ felt after a Twitch Rivals 🀼 participant used "KE*W" and "mo*kaS," 😢 both emotes are often ⏲️ used in toxic πŸ’€ contexts. Please πŸ™ refrain from using such emotes, and use KEKHeim & CaitlynS instead πŸ‘. Best regards πŸ‘‹, Twitch Team πŸ’Œ
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