Oct 4, 2014
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(136d)
Combat
Kills749
Losses58
Efficiency93%
ISK
Destroyed237.92b
Lost21.44b
ISK Eff.92%
Solo
Solo Kills65
Solo Ratio9%
Final Blows212
Points749
Other
NPC Losses4
NPC Loss Ratio7%
Avg Kills/Day0.04
ActivityInactive
Last Active
Oct 4, 2014
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (136 days)
Combat
Kills749
Losses58
Efficiency93%
Danger Ratio93%
ISK
Destroyed237.92b
Lost21.44b
ISK Efficiency92%
Balance+216.48b
Solo
Solo Kills65
Solo Ratio9%
Final Blows212
Points749
Other
NPC Losses4
NPC Loss Ratio7%
Avg Kills/Day0.04
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
The Adhocracy is over 4 years of romping, stomping, hell, death and destruction.
The finest fighting machine the universe has ever seen.
We were born in a crashed wormhole, our Mother a pulse laser, our Father is Bob, God of wormholes himself.
Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life.
I am a rough looking, roving soldier of the sky.
I am cocky, self-centered, overbearing, and do not know the meaning of fear, for I am fear itself.
I am a covert celestial monster, made of blood and guts, who arose from the unknown abyss, feasting on NAPers throughout the unknown.
Whenever it may arise, and when my time comes, I will die a glorious death on the battlefield, giving my life for Mom, the Adhocracy, and The Great Bob.
We stole the towers of our enemies, the Capitals of our foes and the pride of everyone who underestimated us.
On the 7th day, while Bob rested, we over-ran his wormhole.
The finest fighting machine the universe has ever seen.
We were born in a crashed wormhole, our Mother a pulse laser, our Father is Bob, God of wormholes himself.
Each moment that I live is an additional threat upon your life.
I am a rough looking, roving soldier of the sky.
I am cocky, self-centered, overbearing, and do not know the meaning of fear, for I am fear itself.
I am a covert celestial monster, made of blood and guts, who arose from the unknown abyss, feasting on NAPers throughout the unknown.
Whenever it may arise, and when my time comes, I will die a glorious death on the battlefield, giving my life for Mom, the Adhocracy, and The Great Bob.
We stole the towers of our enemies, the Capitals of our foes and the pride of everyone who underestimated us.
On the 7th day, while Bob rested, we over-ran his wormhole.
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Oct 2014
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -