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Professor Los
Apr 15, 2017
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(139d)
Combat
Kills1
Losses17
Efficiency6%
ISK
Destroyed113.03m
Lost2.61b
ISK Eff.4%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows1
Points1
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Intaki
5.00
Professor Los
Last Active
Apr 15, 2017
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (139 days)
Combat
Kills1
Losses17
Efficiency6%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed113.03m
Lost2.61b
ISK Efficiency4%
Balance-2500003342
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows1
Points1
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Emergent Infomorph Definition (Class Omega):
Los Directive: Solitude and justice; a movement toward internal serenity through humanistic mechanism.
Memory Aspect H2P-84P (Reenforced Engram):
The forest must survive.
A summer day, walking a sandy path carpeted with white pine needles I saw a crack in the sky. Thunder to the core of the planet ripped the evergreens away somehow leaving me standing on a bare dune. Attack ships descended through the blackened tear. Fire, tragedy, loss and violence was my first view of the void. No previous need or memory had existed beyond views of the night sky.
Memory Aspect: OWN-HUG (Fragmented Engram):
She asked, "Professor of what?"
-garbled-
"Of course, initially it was curiosity of what weapons were used in the attack. I learned what I could."
She seemed unconviced, "But you don't use them much."
-burned neuron-
"...we have been to these places already, but we have forgotten what is between the gates; our imagination."
Los Directive: Solitude and justice; a movement toward internal serenity through humanistic mechanism.
Memory Aspect H2P-84P (Reenforced Engram):
The forest must survive.
A summer day, walking a sandy path carpeted with white pine needles I saw a crack in the sky. Thunder to the core of the planet ripped the evergreens away somehow leaving me standing on a bare dune. Attack ships descended through the blackened tear. Fire, tragedy, loss and violence was my first view of the void. No previous need or memory had existed beyond views of the night sky.
Memory Aspect: OWN-HUG (Fragmented Engram):
She asked, "Professor of what?"
-garbled-
"Of course, initially it was curiosity of what weapons were used in the attack. I learned what I could."
She seemed unconviced, "But you don't use them much."
-burned neuron-
"...we have been to these places already, but we have forgotten what is between the gates; our imagination."
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Apr 2017
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -