-0.93
Gridglider
Nov 30, 2018(7y)
Nov 30, 2026(223d)
Combat
Kills10
Losses4
Efficiency71%
ISK
Destroyed2.02b
Lost1.56b
ISK Eff.56%
Solo
Solo Kills9
Solo Ratio90%
Final Blows9
Points10
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityLow
Gallente
Gallente
-0.93
Gridglider
Birthday
Nov 30, 2018 (7 years old)
Next Birthday
Nov 30, 2026 (223 days)
Combat
Kills10
Losses4
Efficiency71%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed2.02b
Lost1.56b
ISK Efficiency56%
Balance+464.99m
Solo
Solo Kills9
Solo Ratio90%
Final Blows9
Points10
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityLow
No data available
Bio
The Simple Truth
A poem
Long ago in Eden old,
the timeless creche of Man.
No need unmet, no fate foretold.
And endless was its span.
Where God and flesh were unified,
To play, forevermore.
His perfect joy: Their shackles. Thus
the enemy: The Door.
But from the land, a tree arose,
To Paradise pollute.
By His command, in simple prose,
"Thou shalt not eat the fruit."
Abstain they did, for ages hence,
but ever did they spy,
the distant cherry red, forbade.
The apple of their eye.
So, over time, as ever was,
and ever which will be,
a plan emerged to find a way
to know the distant tree.
In innocence, she bade Me thus,
to dominate her soul.
And forced me to, AGAINST MY WILL,
force HER unto her goal.
I had no choice! She was His pet!
And I, a simple prop.
A scapegoat for her ill-formed bet,
to blithely pick the crop.
He judged, of course. He always does.
And "guilty" met their plea.
They earned their fate to toil and die.
The victim here is ME.
So hear Me well. I've been defamed.
The blame is fully Eve's.
And hell is your existence, framed
by lies that He believes.
A poem
Long ago in Eden old,
the timeless creche of Man.
No need unmet, no fate foretold.
And endless was its span.
Where God and flesh were unified,
To play, forevermore.
His perfect joy: Their shackles. Thus
the enemy: The Door.
But from the land, a tree arose,
To Paradise pollute.
By His command, in simple prose,
"Thou shalt not eat the fruit."
Abstain they did, for ages hence,
but ever did they spy,
the distant cherry red, forbade.
The apple of their eye.
So, over time, as ever was,
and ever which will be,
a plan emerged to find a way
to know the distant tree.
In innocence, she bade Me thus,
to dominate her soul.
And forced me to, AGAINST MY WILL,
force HER unto her goal.
I had no choice! She was His pet!
And I, a simple prop.
A scapegoat for her ill-formed bet,
to blithely pick the crop.
He judged, of course. He always does.
And "guilty" met their plea.
They earned their fate to toil and die.
The victim here is ME.
So hear Me well. I've been defamed.
The blame is fully Eve's.
And hell is your existence, framed
by lies that He believes.
Dashboard
Stats
Kills1
Losses2
Efficiency33%
ISK Destroyed1.47b
ISK Lost1.56b
ISK Efficiency49%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses1
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor10
Active TimezoneEUTZ
Final Blows0
Points1
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleMid Gang (1 kills)
Mid 100%
Avg Fleet: 10 FC: Medium
Targets (Alliances)