The Legend of /bant/
Guys, we've told you about Shit Post, right. No, no, not the newfags larping as him now. Don't be fooled, he's long gone, and he's not coming back. Yes, there's a good reason for us to be sure about that. No we can't tell you why. This is a different story. This is a story about the time Shit Post absorbed /bant/.
Now, you know how, compared to /b/, this place actually has IDs, right? You're supposed to recognize eachother from thread to thread, which makes this place a little less chaotic. Hell, some posters are even recognizable enough to seem them between threads day in day out. Well, the thing is, it turned out Shit Post was a legit psych major. Ofcourse he never told us that, we had to find out the hard way. And the day Shit Post worked his psych voodoo magic, oh boy. It was almost like this place was /b/ for a day. You see, over the course of a few weeks, he spent all of his time silently analyzing all of the other posters on /bant/. Like some sort of method actor, he started absorbing all the most prominent poster's posting style and reaction images. And once he was confident of his skills, he turned to his VPN, and he started... reaching out. Influencing. Changing things. It started off slow, with familiar threads popping up, but always from posters who usually got nowhere near the thread in question. As it slowly started dawning on us that somebody was messing around, things got more and more heated. Some of us were just sitting back defeated and watching it all happen. At the end of the day, the whole fucking board was in shambles. Shit was wild