Today we stand tall.

Today we look out into the infinite vast world that is EVE, and we know that, today, our future is bright.

The tower that now stands in Groothese is a testament to our will; our drive; our passion—our will. It is a symbol of our successes, our trials, our exoduses, and the future that lays ahead of us.

 Just as this tower is indestructible, so we are indestructible. More than just an object, it is a monument to what Plexus has become and will continue to be—and that is a beacon of light to all the surrounding regions. Genesis, Solitude, Everyshore, Sinq Laison, and Essence—hear our call! Look at what we've created and stare up at it. It is the first stepping stone to new heights—new possibilities, new promises, and new dreams. We will rid these regions of the pirate scourges. We will open up the contested world of lowsec to the innocents, the forgotten—the miners, the manufacturers, the traders, the explorers. These are our spaces to shape as we see fit. We will make a mockery of the ego of our enemies, and with this single word, stare them down.

We will do what has never been done before. We will cure EVE and New Eden of her ills.

This word—this single word—that cures ills is Permanence. And today, Permanence stands tall.