3.82
Simon Vilken
Dec 7, 2013
Jun 27, 2010(16y)
Jun 27, 2027(305d)
Combat
Kills191
Losses32
Efficiency86%
ISK
Destroyed39.89b
Lost3.19b
ISK Eff.93%
Solo
Solo Kills10
Solo Ratio5%
Final Blows44
Points191
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.03
ActivityInactive
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3.82
Simon Vilken
Last Active
Dec 7, 2013
Birthday
Jun 27, 2010 (16 years old)
Next Birthday
Jun 27, 2027 (305 days)
Combat
Kills191
Losses32
Efficiency86%
Danger Ratio94%
ISK
Destroyed39.89b
Lost3.19b
ISK Efficiency93%
Balance+36.69b
Solo
Solo Kills10
Solo Ratio5%
Final Blows44
Points191
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.03
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
00:08:24 Notify Orbiting The Edge of Reality (1000m)
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Space is a lullaby, exploration a dream. The motionless environments beyond the wormholes are places of refuge, retirement, safety, stasis. Nestled in this corner, a comfortable deadspace pocket, something ancient resides: a society asleep, their secret structures inert and isolated, safe in soundless void.
These ruins doze away, oneiromantic. They’ve slumbered for millennia, yet their structure remains intact. In their torpor, their memories have dimmed, their significance forgotten, their inhabitants faded. Ripe secrets are stored in this sleeping mass, hidden wonders for the taking.
Reaching the Sleepers’ treasures is a hazardous task. Something stirs amidst the ancient outpost: a nagging fear, a festering phantasm. Not everything sleeps peacefully here: Who knows if there are nightmares lurking in this berceuse?
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Space is a lullaby, exploration a dream. The motionless environments beyond the wormholes are places of refuge, retirement, safety, stasis. Nestled in this corner, a comfortable deadspace pocket, something ancient resides: a society asleep, their secret structures inert and isolated, safe in soundless void.
These ruins doze away, oneiromantic. They’ve slumbered for millennia, yet their structure remains intact. In their torpor, their memories have dimmed, their significance forgotten, their inhabitants faded. Ripe secrets are stored in this sleeping mass, hidden wonders for the taking.
Reaching the Sleepers’ treasures is a hazardous task. Something stirs amidst the ancient outpost: a nagging fear, a festering phantasm. Not everything sleeps peacefully here: Who knows if there are nightmares lurking in this berceuse?
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Last seen Dec 2013
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
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