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Gerard Amatin
8d ago
May 2, 2017(9y)
May 2, 2027(247d)
Combat
Kills2,015
Losses233
Efficiency90%
ISK
Destroyed1.22t
Lost14.10b
ISK Eff.99%
Solo
Solo Kills62
Solo Ratio3%
Final Blows200
Points2,022
Other
NPC Losses15
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.59
ActivityHigh
Gallente
Gallente
5.00
Gerard Amatin
Last Active
8d ago
Birthday
May 2, 2017 (9 years old)
Next Birthday
May 2, 2027 (247 days)
Combat
Kills2,015
Losses233
Efficiency90%
Danger Ratio94%
ISK
Destroyed1.22t
Lost14.10b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+1.21t
Solo
Solo Kills62
Solo Ratio3%
Final Blows200
Points2,022
Other
NPC Losses15
NPC Loss Ratio6%
Avg Kills/Day0.59
ActivityHigh
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
*incomprehensible jumble*
No, those are not words you read - what you see appears to be a few blocks of characters unlike any language you know. It does not even *look* like a language.
Is it encrypted perhaps?
No sooner have you thought that out loud than your onboard computer Aura starts translating:
*start of transmission*
To whoever reads this, I require help!
My life's full story is not relevant - I won't bother you with it. But today's events are different! It is early in the year YC123 on a small well-stocked yet otherwise deserted base on the temperate planet in the remote system GE-8JV that I am approached by one of those 'capsuleers'.
This capsuleer came here with a purpose: to look for me. Upon removal of their helmet I see my face. My own face! And he introduces himself with my name! Shocked I listen to the capsuleer who stole my appearance and name as he starts talking.
After a lengthy monologue, mostly drowned out by threatening explosions that destroy all my means of communication and transportation in this otherwise peaceful tropical paradise, I only recall hearing the phrases "cloning", "identity theft", "intact armor plates" and "please write something for our biography on this device before my ship is out of transmission range if you want me to keep your remaining infrastructure intact".
Taking the hint, I immediately start writing as 'Gerard Amatin' turns and leaves for his ship.
It is a perilous situation. Stuck on this planet with no other means of communication I am in desperate need of your help; I expect that in approximately 5 years I will run out of spiced wine and—-
*end of transmission*
No, those are not words you read - what you see appears to be a few blocks of characters unlike any language you know. It does not even *look* like a language.
Is it encrypted perhaps?
No sooner have you thought that out loud than your onboard computer Aura starts translating:
*start of transmission*
To whoever reads this, I require help!
My life's full story is not relevant - I won't bother you with it. But today's events are different! It is early in the year YC123 on a small well-stocked yet otherwise deserted base on the temperate planet in the remote system GE-8JV that I am approached by one of those 'capsuleers'.
This capsuleer came here with a purpose: to look for me. Upon removal of their helmet I see my face. My own face! And he introduces himself with my name! Shocked I listen to the capsuleer who stole my appearance and name as he starts talking.
After a lengthy monologue, mostly drowned out by threatening explosions that destroy all my means of communication and transportation in this otherwise peaceful tropical paradise, I only recall hearing the phrases "cloning", "identity theft", "intact armor plates" and "please write something for our biography on this device before my ship is out of transmission range if you want me to keep your remaining infrastructure intact".
Taking the hint, I immediately start writing as 'Gerard Amatin' turns and leaves for his ship.
It is a perilous situation. Stuck on this planet with no other means of communication I am in desperate need of your help; I expect that in approximately 5 years I will run out of spiced wine and—-
*end of transmission*
Dashboard
Stats
Kills54
Losses0
Efficiency100%
ISK Destroyed11.65b
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency100%
Solo Kills7
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor19.46
Active TimezoneAUTZ
Final Blows10
Points61
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (13 kills)
Solo 31% Small 31% Mid 15% Fleet 23%
Avg Fleet: 11.2 Logi Pilot
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