-0.71
Brutor Hek
Mar 5, 2020
Jul 2, 2019(7y)
Jul 2, 2027(310d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses8
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost43.51m
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Brutor
-0.71
Brutor Hek
Last Active
Mar 5, 2020
Birthday
Jul 2, 2019 (7 years old)
Next Birthday
Jul 2, 2027 (310 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses8
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost43.51m
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-43514716
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
They asked me who I am and where I was going. Maybe I didnt need to kill them, but i had to get into the clone room.. I was so shook up after finishing hacking the capsule network, that i mistakenly answered the prompt for my name with the answers that came to mind was the answers to the guards' questions.
So here I am locked into a new life, as promised by the Chief if I made it all the way to that room. Just now with the name of my people and the place my families killer ran to.
Now that I am out in space, another among the capsuleers, maybe I will stay. My brother is buried along side my aunt, mother, and father, which was unexpected news once i returned home to Hek, I was shown, he was tossed into space. A friend said they found he had drown... More mind game shit, or just me hoping too hard to see the facts clearly.,
Like my career as a researcher, my angery seems to be a fading memory. Killing is far less overwelming now
I'm drawn to staying inside this capsual, drifting, but also fighting. A sensation comes over me and it feels, sensable. Something I did not think until after the first clone jump.
All in all, for the first time, I got time.
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Hostle Status: SAIN "Shoot anyone instantly *****" ; Camp, Troll, Distract, Kill, Bait
Jobs: 1 active ( buy out 20 mill )
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Merc Work:
I can be hired at the price of 100k isk per week. Maybe I'll flak, maybe I'll do more than you hoped.
More options and details of services when I feel like getting sophisticated.
So here I am locked into a new life, as promised by the Chief if I made it all the way to that room. Just now with the name of my people and the place my families killer ran to.
Now that I am out in space, another among the capsuleers, maybe I will stay. My brother is buried along side my aunt, mother, and father, which was unexpected news once i returned home to Hek, I was shown, he was tossed into space. A friend said they found he had drown... More mind game shit, or just me hoping too hard to see the facts clearly.,
Like my career as a researcher, my angery seems to be a fading memory. Killing is far less overwelming now
I'm drawn to staying inside this capsual, drifting, but also fighting. A sensation comes over me and it feels, sensable. Something I did not think until after the first clone jump.
All in all, for the first time, I got time.
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Hostle Status: SAIN "Shoot anyone instantly *****" ; Camp, Troll, Distract, Kill, Bait
Jobs: 1 active ( buy out 20 mill )
----
Merc Work:
I can be hired at the price of 100k isk per week. Maybe I'll flak, maybe I'll do more than you hoped.
More options and details of services when I feel like getting sophisticated.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Mar 2020
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -