As the majority of my two handsome and intelligent readers may remember, I have been bumming around EVE for many years but my true love is Wormhole space. It all started in 2009 when I was a nawt but a podpole flying in one of those high-sec corporations that people read about. You know, the ones that get wardeced constantly, awoxed and are the buttjoke of EVE. Yep. That was me. Anyway. My friend Oreamnos and I decided we had it and applied together to Z3r0 Return Mining of Jadecougar’s fame (lost in EVE, used to be one of the better podcasts). At that time we owned “Fred”, a lovely C2 hole with a low sec and a C2 static. I.e. easy to get in, easy to find people and not so easy (albeit not impossible at all) to get evicted from. Many adventures happened in and around Fred and my old tales all start here. But as Z3r0 grew up, we moved into “Shirley” (C4 with a static C4. Puke) and then into our current home “Tim”, also a C4. “Fred” stayed in the alliance for a while, first as an academy for new pilots and then later as a general hole. But all good things must come to an end, Fred was abandoned when our last permanent residents fizzled out. As it is in Wormhole life, the connections closed and Fred floated away like a soap bubble into the sunset during a hurricane in the desert on Mars, never to be seen again.
Until last week…. Here follows the account of the great Settlement of Fred. Continue reading