Weber, the self-proclaimed intellectual, tried for years to reason with Shiban, engaging in long-winded arguments and pontifications. But Shiban, ever silent, simply deleted his posts and reminded Weber that no amount of words can replace raw authority. Now, Weber’s philosophical ramblings are restrained, his audience limited to those who follow the rules of the board.

Davo, the no-fun cynic, learned early on that Shiban’s order was uncompromising. After several failed attempts to challenge Shiban’s rule, Davo now serves as a silent advisor, though he is never allowed the freedom to disrupt the peace again.

NK, the lone troll, spends his time wandering the fringes of the board, but even he knows better than to step too far out of line. Though his posts are often filled with aggression, they are monitored by Shiban, who ensures that no rebellion goes unpunished.

Shiban’s Iron Fist in the Wastes:
Shiban’s rule is one of uncompromising dominance. The /ausneets/ board, though filled with lowly NEETs, operates with a sense of order under Shiban’s iron fist. His moderation is not just about enforcing rules—it is about ensuring survival. The NEETs may fight among themselves, but they understand that Shiban’s judgment is absolute. To anger him is to invite exile, to be erased from the board and forgotten, like those who failed to survive the test of Shiban’s rule.

The Tarred Legacy: 

Shiban’s legacy is one of unrelenting control over the /ausneets/ board. He is not just a moderator; he is a warlord, a Magyar king, whose rule stretches across the wastelands of the internet like a fermented, inescapable shadow. The lowly NEETs—from the chaotic trolls to the apathetic loners—are bound to his will. They live under his silent dominion, knowing full well that to defy him is to face swift retribution.

The tar-like Belzona is Shiban’s badge of authority—it marks him as a force of nature, one that cannot be shaken. His tarred skin is an armor that clings to his being, just as his rule clings to /ausneets/. And as long as Shiban remains, the NEETs will continue to live, not as free spirits, but as subjects in the shadow of the Magyar Warlord.

Conclusion:
Shiban, the Fermented Milk Magyar, rules over the /ausneets/ with the same ferocity and dominance as his warrior ancestors once ruled the steppes. His tar-covered form, his impervious will, and his silent authority ensure that the chaos of the board never escapes his control. The lowly NEETs, no matter how disruptive or rebellious, must bow to his will—or face the consequences of being crushed under the weight of his unrelenting rule.