4.61
Aug 18, 2018
Jul 10, 2008(18y)
Jul 10, 2027(310d)
Combat
Kills540
Losses234
Efficiency70%
ISK
Destroyed67.70b
Lost19.05b
ISK Eff.78%
Solo
Solo Kills199
Solo Ratio37%
Final Blows326
Combat Points540
Other
NPC Losses6
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.08
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Brutor
4.61
Last Active
Aug 18, 2018
Birthday
Jul 10, 2008 (18 years old)
Next Birthday
Jul 10, 2027 (310 days)
Combat
Kills540
Losses234
Efficiency70%
Danger Ratio97%
ISK
Destroyed67.70b
Lost19.05b
ISK Efficiency78%
Balance+48.65b
Solo
Solo Kills199
Solo Ratio37%
Final Blows326
Combat Points540
Other
NPC Losses6
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day0.08
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
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Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you’re stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there’s nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while there’s a peanut butter cup, or an English Toffee. But they’re gone too fast. The taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts. If you’re desperate enough to eat those, all you’ve got left is a — is an empty box, filled with useless brown paper wrappers
"I am Holly, the ship's computer, With an IQ of 6000, The same IQ as 6000 PE teachers."
"A pub - ahh yes. A meeting place where people attempt to achieve advanced states of mental incompetence, by the repeated consumption of fermented vegetable drinks."
Sir, i protest! I am not a merey man!
Life is like a box of chocolates. A cheap, thoughtless, perfunctory gift that nobody ever asks for. Unreturnable, because all you get back is another box of chocolates. So you’re stuck with this undefinable whipped mint crap that you mindlessly wolf down when there’s nothing else left to eat. Sure, once in a while there’s a peanut butter cup, or an English Toffee. But they’re gone too fast. The taste is fleeting. So you end up with nothing but broken bits filled with hardened jelly and teeth-shattering nuts. If you’re desperate enough to eat those, all you’ve got left is a — is an empty box, filled with useless brown paper wrappers
"I am Holly, the ship's computer, With an IQ of 6000, The same IQ as 6000 PE teachers."
"A pub - ahh yes. A meeting place where people attempt to achieve advanced states of mental incompetence, by the repeated consumption of fermented vegetable drinks."
Sir, i protest! I am not a merey man!
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Aug 2018
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -