Intergalactic Summit

So I've always considered myself to be a fairly good person, even if my actions weren't always up to the standard I held myself to, or indeed even the standard I held others to. I have considered that I was in a position to pass judgement on the conduct of others, and one of the things I've criticised a fair amount of capsuleers in New Eden for at one point or another (and, don't get me wrong, will likely continue to do so in the future) is that they can't be honest. Sometimes they can't be honest with other people. That is a serious problem with capsuleers - inability to be honest with others. More egregiously, however, is when people can't be honest with themselves. This is what tends to be the bigger problem, and this is what I tend to criticise more deeply. However, people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones, and I have not been honest with myself.

Mixed Metaphor is dead. Mixed Metaphor has been dead, and for a considerable amount of time as well.

And I killed it.

Mixed Metaphor used to be a serious power in the FDU, back in our hayday. We were powerful enough that influential figures felt threatened enough to hire mercenaries against us, and we were competent enough to hold our own against enemies three times our size. We had a strong core group of good pilots. We fought good fights, bonded and shared many happy moments together. Then I made some poor decisions. There were arguments, and there were defeats. The corp fractured, and I didn't take the steps that were neccessary to keep it together. We all went our seperate ways, and I've been pretending for the better part of four years that I can bring the corporation back. I can't, and the pretense that I could has held me back from doing something more productive with my life.

In truth, it might be a relief to get out from underneath the umbrella of this corporation. I can finally stop worrying about recruitment, and management, and all the stupid things that I pretend that I need to do when I'm running a corporation that's really just a shell.

I will need something new to do, though. Can't just sit around in Aliastra forever.

I commend your ability to self-analyze and reflect upon the past constructively and objectively. Perhaps there are brighter days ahead of you than behind you, Mister Ixiris.

We await you in the Covenant, should you wish to pursue your Idic destiny.

Mardon Hashur
I really admire your desire to convert like everyone and courage to work with any material. But, you know, some very rare things are better left in a thrash can. For everyone's sake.

I am impressed by your show of restraint with that one. Though, I suspect it had more to do with abject shock than anything else.

I wish you well on this next leg of your journey, Andy. If you require anything, you have only to ask.

Pilot Ixiris.

We wish you well in the future.
Should you require our assistance, it will be made available.

We Return.

Some friendly advice, then:

Find a productive use for your time. What you are attempting to do right now is not one of those.

While I find the manner in which you stated it vain and supercilious, you are nonetheless correct.

Hello again.

Enlightening writeup there.

Still, our offer stands and our group of close-knit pilots eagerly await your arrival, should you choose us.

We still dont like the slaver, unlike our former friends that sold themselves for wealth, short lived wealth mind you, karma is a *****!

Makk