It's time for story time. I have the shell, so no one can interrupt me whilst I tell the story (fuck yeah primary school!)
I'm the other half to this relationship, the Putin in the Putin-Medvedev relationship. Simple as, I try and manage the stocks of Sabotage, I'm the administrator.
I'm also a whiny bitch when it comes to Eve. No point in denying it. I hate high sec. Ever since this corp was formed, it was my desire to get us back to 0.0 as fast as possible with a rag-tag gang of people that we could chill with and grow with. I was also aware that given the size of us, this was going to be a challenge, not only to keep our identity as a corp, but also that many of these pilots had only been in 0.0 for maybe 4 hours tops. They hadn't lived there, tasted the constant taste of adrenaline. So I put the idea of 0.0 space to one side whilst continuing to recruit cannon fodder.
Since our inception, we've had encouraging noises from all fields of Eve, most of all from the space I yearned to be back in. So after some sweet love and tender words with Jim, we started compiling a list of things that we could do. We began to approach those that had made these noises with cap in hand. Now, Jim has already mentioned his concerns of joining a large alliance in his most recent blog. However, he was also aware that our corp members wanted to be in the big fights, to learn how to bomb, to see what 0.0 space was really like. At the same time he didn't want to merge with another corp, as, having wanted to have his own corp for two years, to throw it all away, seemed pointless, and we might as well not have left Evolution.
Understandably, the majority of people that were interested in taking us under their wing wanted us to merge with bigger corps. We completely understood this, but as mentioned above, I think we'd rather have stuck to hi-sec then merge. However, one offer from the beginning stood out, that I thought was ideal. Not only could we join as a corp, we'd get in on some pretty large fights and the ability to learn in a relatively safe and friendly atmosphere, but also, we'd be allowed to keep essentially what we wanted, our corp spirit. Immediately, we started making encouraging noises, but because we believe that our members deserve to have some say in what we do (no idea who fucking came up with that idea by the way) we had a corp meeting (I even recorded it to make Jim even more paranoid about me, as he's adamant I am a Pandemic Legion spy) put each option forward to the members, and it was pretty unanimous. I think it turned unanimous when someone piped up that we would be able to see POS setups in the shape of penises...
So the meeting was successful. This past week we've been readying our gypsy caravans, in preparation to move. Our application has gone in and will be accepted at 12.03am. You might have noticed I've neglected to say who we're joining up until this point. Well, we're heading into .EXE. Mo'Chuisle was pretty awesome in discussing our concerns with not only Jim and me about keeping our identity, but also addressing the questions of our members and what it's like to fly in CFC. I've got my suit measured, and I know that the members are really looking forward to what the future may bring.