Lonestar Mining and Industrials [LSM.I]Last ActiveJun 3, 2012
BirthdayJan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next BirthdayJan 1, 2027 (78 days)
Combat
Kills4
Losses11
Efficiency27%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed1.18b
Lost703.98m
ISK Efficiency63%
Balance+480.80m
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points4
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
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Bio
Life was good, Traxik thought as he sank into the comfort of his command chair. The Helios was purring and, for once, no combatants were bothering people.
Suddenly an alarm began sounding, and a light that he couldn't remember began strobbing in an odd section of the command console. A quick scan of the outside sensors didn't reveal any problems. Traxik began to reach for the override when he suddenly felt dizzy, and his body felt as if it was being squeezed in all directions. He collapsed back in the command couch. As the world began to spin faster and faster, he faintly heard an new ship's voice.
"We warned you and warned you. You had to keep eating everything wrong, smoked what you couldn't eat, and finally refused to exercise. Now you owe us!"
The command cound dropped until it was horizontal. Straps appeared and quickly cinched
Suddenly an alarm began sounding, and a light that he couldn't remember began strobbing in an odd section of the command console. A quick scan of the outside sensors didn't reveal any problems. Traxik began to reach for the override when he suddenly felt dizzy, and his body felt as if it was being squeezed in all directions. He collapsed back in the command couch. As the world began to spin faster and faster, he faintly heard an new ship's voice.
"We warned you and warned you. You had to keep eating everything wrong, smoked what you couldn't eat, and finally refused to exercise. Now you owe us!"
The command cound dropped until it was horizontal. Straps appeared and quickly cinched
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