3.74
The Messenger
May 4, 2020
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(148d)
Combat
Kills554
Losses159
Efficiency78%
ISK
Destroyed80.06b
Lost21.91b
ISK Eff.79%
Solo
Solo Kills54
Solo Ratio10%
Final Blows253
Points554
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.03
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Intaki
3.74
The Messenger
Last Active
May 4, 2020
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (148 days)
Combat
Kills554
Losses159
Efficiency78%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed80.06b
Lost21.91b
ISK Efficiency79%
Balance+58.15b
Solo
Solo Kills54
Solo Ratio10%
Final Blows253
Points554
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.03
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Menacin' methods, label me a lethal weapon
Makin' ninjas die witnessin' breathless imperfections
Can you picture my specific plan?
To be the man in this wicked land, underhanded hits are planned
These scams are plotted over grams and rocks
Undercover agents die by the random shots
We all die in the end, so revenge we swore
I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes!
Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater
Got me a dog and named her "my bitch ninja eater"
What could they do to me, you lil' brat?
Shit, them ninjas that shot me is still terrified I'll get they ass
How can I show you how I feel inside?
We Outlawz, motherfuckers can't kill my pride
Ninjas talk a lot of shit, but that's after I'm gone
‘Cause they fear me in the physical form
Let it be known I'm troublesome
Say my name three times like Candyman
Bet I roll on yo' ass, like an avalanche
A sole survivor, learned to get high and pull drive-bys
Murder my foes, can't control my nine
Hearin' thoughts of my enemies pleadin', "please"
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Picture me lettin' this chump survive
Ran up on his ass, when I dumped he died
‘Cause I'm troublesome
RIP Salmack
- When negotiation is no longer an option, A final message is delivered. Good or bad...
Makin' ninjas die witnessin' breathless imperfections
Can you picture my specific plan?
To be the man in this wicked land, underhanded hits are planned
These scams are plotted over grams and rocks
Undercover agents die by the random shots
We all die in the end, so revenge we swore
I was all about my ends, fuck friends and foes!
Me, a born leader, never leave the block without my heater
Got me a dog and named her "my bitch ninja eater"
What could they do to me, you lil' brat?
Shit, them ninjas that shot me is still terrified I'll get they ass
How can I show you how I feel inside?
We Outlawz, motherfuckers can't kill my pride
Ninjas talk a lot of shit, but that's after I'm gone
‘Cause they fear me in the physical form
Let it be known I'm troublesome
Say my name three times like Candyman
Bet I roll on yo' ass, like an avalanche
A sole survivor, learned to get high and pull drive-bys
Murder my foes, can't control my nine
Hearin' thoughts of my enemies pleadin', "please"
Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee
Picture me lettin' this chump survive
Ran up on his ass, when I dumped he died
‘Cause I'm troublesome
RIP Salmack
- When negotiation is no longer an option, A final message is delivered. Good or bad...
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen May 2020
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -