traumadawg
Jun 6, 2010
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(159d)
Combat
Kills28
Losses9
Efficiency76%
ISK
Destroyed3.42b
Lost1.06b
ISK Eff.76%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows2
Points28
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
traumadawg
Last Active
Jun 6, 2010
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (159 days)
Combat
Kills28
Losses9
Efficiency76%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed3.42b
Lost1.06b
ISK Efficiency76%
Balance+2.36b
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows2
Points28
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Jita with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old Gallente prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse asteroids of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Null Sec, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a small secure container and beaten with Spare drone parts, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Minmatar named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum, it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jun 2010
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -