Fallout is no more.
Raid night three last week came and no priest signed on, so the raid leaders decided not to attempt Faction Champs.
We went to Ulduar, ostensibly to work on hard modes.
Two things happened:
1) multiple racial/religious/sexual comments continued to be made in various channels by some guildies
2) we wiped, repeatedly, on Freya trash. Trash that my old guild was aoeing with few to no deaths months and months ago.
After the 4th or 5th wipe, raid was called, and it was suggested that the raiders determine if they wanted to raid, and that if we don't focus, we'll fail.
The GM whispered me and asked if we could chat, so we hopped into a seperate vent channel to talk.
It was explained to me that Fallout had been formed from two seperate groups that had been part of a previous guild that was very progression-oriented. One officer had left the guild and formed a new one with his friends, and the GM had stayed until the end, and re-formed Fallout from the survivors of the first guild along with some recruits.
Thus, it was becoming clear to the GM (and certainly to myself as well) that the two groups were oil and water, and the other group had a number of people that were more immature and felt it was ok for them to 'joke around' with the rascist/sexual/religious comments. We discussed the future, but certainly I could see it didn't bode well for the guild. The GM indicated he was sorry for having me transfer into what had become a mess so quickly.
I signed off that night wondering about my wow future. Would I still have a guild to log on to, would I be willing to transfer to form a new guild, or should I go back to my old one? One thing was certain, given both the schism in Fallout, and the behavior of some of the members, I wasn't likely to continue in that situation for very long.
The next raid was a scheduled 10-man TOGC (heroic TOC) with the GM and a group that was mostly from 'his' group with two pug healers, a healer from the 'other' group, and a tank that had been recruited a week prior to Fallout but had butted heads with several of the 'other' members. The tank and the healer squabbled the whole night, and the healer refused to cc during the Faction Champs, forcing our other tank to switch to a druid so we could have enough cc to win. Then, after several wipes on Twin Valkyr, the healer dropped raid.
This was clearly the last straw and I was witness to a guild implosion like we read about on the forums (in fact, were I so inclined I'd be willing to bet that this particular guild drama is on public forums somewhere besides this blog).
The GM quit, making an officer/friend GM. That GM proceeded to empty the guild bank, arguing that everything in the bank was either there prior to the other group coming, or there solely because of the original group. Next, he made the recent tank recruit GM, who proceeded to kick the healer and a few members. More juicy details? My heart's not in it. I /gquit, and ended up on an alternate vent with some of the original members.
By this point the main GM, Kuervoh had apologized again to me for the mess, and offered to pay my transfer fee to try to reform a late night progression guild on another server, with a core from Fallout that were more mature. I agreed to try it, so the past couple of days have preparations for that move. Kuervoh tells me that he thinks we can have a 25-man group up and running by the end of the week, so we'll see....
Meanwhile, the leader of the other group asks me to stay but I tell him that I've already committed to moving on. I hop on my shaman still in my old guild, and end up relating some of this saga to Multa Nocte's GM, Brandorallan. He's a good guy and reminds me I'm welcome back, for which I'm thankful.
Not sure where the ship Hinenuitepo will end up, but thanks for taking the journey with me. I'm as curious to see where I end up as you are. ;)
-cheers, and have a great pre-patch day!