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Jul 21, 2019
Nov 28, 2017(8y)
Nov 28, 2026(103d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses55
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost317.31m
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Caldari
Civire
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Last Active
Jul 21, 2019
Birthday
Nov 28, 2017 (8 years old)
Next Birthday
Nov 28, 2026 (103 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses55
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost317.31m
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-317312813
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Shize? I should shee! Macool, Macool, orra whyi deed ye diie? of a
trying thirstay mournin? Sobs they sighdid at Fillagain's chrissormiss
wake, all the hoolivans of the nation, prostrated in their consternation
and their duodisimally profusive plethora of ululation. There was
plumbs and grumes and cheriffs and citherers and raiders and cinemen
too. And the all gianed in with the shoutmost shoviality. Agog and
magog and the round of them agrog. To the continuation of that
celebration until Hanandhunigan's extermination! Some in kinkin
corass, more, kankan keening. Belling him up and filling him down.
He's stiff but he's steady is Priam Olim! 'Twas he was the dacent
gaylabouring youth. Sharpen his pillowscone, tap up his bier!
E'erawhere in this whorl would ye hear sich a din again? With their
deepbrow fundigs and the dusty fidelios. They laid him brawdawn
alanglast bed. With a bockalips of finisky fore his feet. And a
barrowload of guenesis hoer his head.
trying thirstay mournin? Sobs they sighdid at Fillagain's chrissormiss
wake, all the hoolivans of the nation, prostrated in their consternation
and their duodisimally profusive plethora of ululation. There was
plumbs and grumes and cheriffs and citherers and raiders and cinemen
too. And the all gianed in with the shoutmost shoviality. Agog and
magog and the round of them agrog. To the continuation of that
celebration until Hanandhunigan's extermination! Some in kinkin
corass, more, kankan keening. Belling him up and filling him down.
He's stiff but he's steady is Priam Olim! 'Twas he was the dacent
gaylabouring youth. Sharpen his pillowscone, tap up his bier!
E'erawhere in this whorl would ye hear sich a din again? With their
deepbrow fundigs and the dusty fidelios. They laid him brawdawn
alanglast bed. With a bockalips of finisky fore his feet. And a
barrowload of guenesis hoer his head.
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Last seen Jul 2019
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
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