1.06
Self Loathing
May 9, 2013
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(207d)
Combat
Kills461
Losses16
Efficiency97%
ISK
Destroyed470.69b
Lost2.27b
ISK Eff.100%
Solo
Solo Kills33
Solo Ratio7%
Final Blows121
Points461
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.02
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Achura
1.06
Self Loathing
Last Active
May 9, 2013
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (207 days)
Combat
Kills461
Losses16
Efficiency97%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed470.69b
Lost2.27b
ISK Efficiency100%
Balance+468.42b
Solo
Solo Kills33
Solo Ratio7%
Final Blows121
Points461
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.02
ActivityInactive
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Bio
R\xe9gime de Vivre
I rise at eleven, I dine about two,
I get drunk before seven; and the next thing I do,
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap,
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap.
Then we quarrel and scold, 'till I fall fast asleep,
When the bitch, growing bold, to my pocket does creep;
Then slyly she leaves me, and, to revenge the affront,
At once she bereaves me of money and cunt.
If by chance then I wake, hot-headed and drunk,
What a coil do I make for the loss of my punk!
I storm and I roar, and I fall in a rage,
And missing my whore, I bugger my page.
Then, crop-sick all morning, I rail at my men,
And in bed I lie yawning 'till eleven again.
-- John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of Rochester
[09:32:01] arbalesttom > 'we where in m-o, somewhere on the edge of tribute, when the drugs began to take hold'....
I rise at eleven, I dine about two,
I get drunk before seven; and the next thing I do,
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap,
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap.
Then we quarrel and scold, 'till I fall fast asleep,
When the bitch, growing bold, to my pocket does creep;
Then slyly she leaves me, and, to revenge the affront,
At once she bereaves me of money and cunt.
If by chance then I wake, hot-headed and drunk,
What a coil do I make for the loss of my punk!
I storm and I roar, and I fall in a rage,
And missing my whore, I bugger my page.
Then, crop-sick all morning, I rail at my men,
And in bed I lie yawning 'till eleven again.
-- John Wilmot, 2nd Earl of Rochester
[09:32:01] arbalesttom > 'we where in m-o, somewhere on the edge of tribute, when the drugs began to take hold'....
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Losses0
Efficiency0%
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -