0.41
Akaasha Poutine
Jun 3, 2020
Jan 28, 2020(6y)
Jan 28, 2027(234d)
Combat
Kills10
Losses40
Efficiency20%
ISK
Destroyed5.95m
Lost1.05b
ISK Eff.1%
Solo
Solo Kills8
Solo Ratio80%
Final Blows8
Points10
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Sebiestor
0.41
Akaasha Poutine
Last Active
Jun 3, 2020
Birthday
Jan 28, 2020 (6 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 28, 2027 (234 days)
Combat
Kills10
Losses40
Efficiency20%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed5.95m
Lost1.05b
ISK Efficiency1%
Balance-1045778197
Solo
Solo Kills8
Solo Ratio80%
Final Blows8
Points10
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
A biography...?
That would be pretty crazy, given everything that happened... The void... It calls to me.
I am trying to forget, not such easy a task yet, maybe given the time, some distractions?
The endless tentacles of destiny scratching at my skull while i throne my right to deny, the right for a choice?
J.D.L.
Loneliness, its all i ever felt, but somehow the distant echoes of a past that was not of this realm made me realize that this is all i ever longed for.
I was a fisheman in another life. I could feel the dread lingering in the heart, mind and soul of this individual.
Yet never seen, nor touched for as far as my perfect memory go.
It was, a dream, yet every fiber in me could feel as if, i felt before. The smell of the smoke on my clothes, the crackling of the wood, the many fishes freshly gutted by my hands,
Yet the many happy faces around the fire all eating drinking and cheering, and my heart heavy, I knew it was good i could not be so alone for so long without consequences, but as a fisherman i was tired and all people around were disturbing the fishes with their noises and i knew the next day wouldnt be so good for fishing...
This but the dream of the fisherman to find the lake that no one knows, with the most prized catches.
Alone...
Then one day came a man, with a fishing rod, and a fish tattoo on his left arm. He was a silent kind too.
They did not use many words, but went along in gestures of kindness,
Weirdly its the first day no one else was at the beach for a long time, since the fisherman did not remember when he started fishing, but it was rainning heavily and I blamed it on the rain, the heavy rain I loved so much, because no one would come and disturb the fishes ... In the end, with all those fishes: was I really ever alone?
That would be pretty crazy, given everything that happened... The void... It calls to me.
I am trying to forget, not such easy a task yet, maybe given the time, some distractions?
The endless tentacles of destiny scratching at my skull while i throne my right to deny, the right for a choice?
J.D.L.
Loneliness, its all i ever felt, but somehow the distant echoes of a past that was not of this realm made me realize that this is all i ever longed for.
I was a fisheman in another life. I could feel the dread lingering in the heart, mind and soul of this individual.
Yet never seen, nor touched for as far as my perfect memory go.
It was, a dream, yet every fiber in me could feel as if, i felt before. The smell of the smoke on my clothes, the crackling of the wood, the many fishes freshly gutted by my hands,
Yet the many happy faces around the fire all eating drinking and cheering, and my heart heavy, I knew it was good i could not be so alone for so long without consequences, but as a fisherman i was tired and all people around were disturbing the fishes with their noises and i knew the next day wouldnt be so good for fishing...
This but the dream of the fisherman to find the lake that no one knows, with the most prized catches.
Alone...
Then one day came a man, with a fishing rod, and a fish tattoo on his left arm. He was a silent kind too.
They did not use many words, but went along in gestures of kindness,
Weirdly its the first day no one else was at the beach for a long time, since the fisherman did not remember when he started fishing, but it was rainning heavily and I blamed it on the rain, the heavy rain I loved so much, because no one would come and disturb the fishes ... In the end, with all those fishes: was I really ever alone?
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Efficiency0%
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ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -