Last ActiveAug 1, 2013
BirthdayApr 10, 1969 (57 years old)
Next BirthdayApr 10, 2027 (175 days)
Combat
Kills31
Losses26
Efficiency54%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed2.58b
Lost882.23m
ISK Efficiency74%
Balance+1.69b
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows2
Combat Points31
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
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Bio
Duck Tales...Whoo Hoo...
Dangerous Nutters.
And so it was that the Hands of Grandma reached out and touched the boy. Thus far EVE had been a thing of drudgery. Mining. Forever glazed as the beams ate away at the Scordite. Shuttling rocks for greedy Corporations to rub their hands in glee at the profits bartered in human lives.
Always he thought there was more. More than the shell of the ramshackle bantam that currently held his Pod.
Madness struck.
As the ships around him were pulverised beneath beams of bordom lancing energy, the boy was thrown a lifeline..."Join us or suffer the same fate as your fellow miners. Embrace a new life and bring your full potential to the fore".
There was no argument, no choice of morals. The boy leapt at the chance.
Dangerous Nutters.
And so it was that the Hands of Grandma reached out and touched the boy. Thus far EVE had been a thing of drudgery. Mining. Forever glazed as the beams ate away at the Scordite. Shuttling rocks for greedy Corporations to rub their hands in glee at the profits bartered in human lives.
Always he thought there was more. More than the shell of the ramshackle bantam that currently held his Pod.
Madness struck.
As the ships around him were pulverised beneath beams of bordom lancing energy, the boy was thrown a lifeline..."Join us or suffer the same fate as your fellow miners. Embrace a new life and bring your full potential to the fore".
There was no argument, no choice of morals. The boy leapt at the chance.
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