Priori Apollyon
Sep 14, 2017
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(113d)
Combat
Kills1,558
Losses99
Efficiency94%
ISK
Destroyed458.53b
Lost2.31b
ISK Eff.99%
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows52
Combat Points1,558
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.08
ActivityInactive
Priori Apollyon
Last Active
Sep 14, 2017
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (113 days)
Combat
Kills1,558
Losses99
Efficiency94%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed458.53b
Lost2.31b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+456.22b
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows52
Combat Points1,558
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.08
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
If Provi calls, I will answer.
Through highsec and lowsec the warp engines sound
And through zero-zero, for Providence bound--
For Eve will forever be making it plain:
You have to defend what you want to maintain.
So it's X up for fleet, form up and clear comms
We need more repair ships, and ammo, and bombs,
With fire in our bellies, and stars in our eyes,
We'll scour the pirates from Providence skies!
In deep zero-zero, where trust often dies
Strangers fly safely in Providence skies;
But some would destroy that in hopes to recall
The chaos incarnate of all against all.
Some people are parasites, taking their joy
In friendships they ruin and hopes they destroy
While some folks are builders, who hold in our hearts
A dream that is more than the sum of its parts!
Pirates are poison; no trip is too far
To hound them to death like the vermin they are!
But they are good for one thing—the way that they die
In firework-flowers all over the sky!
Through highsec and lowsec the warp engines sound
And through zero-zero, for Providence bound--
For Eve will forever be making it plain:
You have to defend what you want to maintain.
So it's X up for fleet, form up and clear comms
We need more repair ships, and ammo, and bombs,
With fire in our bellies, and stars in our eyes,
We'll scour the pirates from Providence skies!
In deep zero-zero, where trust often dies
Strangers fly safely in Providence skies;
But some would destroy that in hopes to recall
The chaos incarnate of all against all.
Some people are parasites, taking their joy
In friendships they ruin and hopes they destroy
While some folks are builders, who hold in our hearts
A dream that is more than the sum of its parts!
Pirates are poison; no trip is too far
To hound them to death like the vermin they are!
But they are good for one thing—the way that they die
In firework-flowers all over the sky!
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Sep 2017
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -