-1.20
Viola Alexandria
Aug 17, 2026
Oct 5, 2020(5y)
Oct 5, 2026(8d)
Combat
Kills5,567
Losses2,827
Efficiency66%
ISK
Destroyed1.12t
Lost188.31b
ISK Eff.86%
Solo
Solo Kills398
Solo Ratio7%
Final Blows1,339
Combat Points4,607
Other
NPC Losses10
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day2.55
ActivityHigh
Minmatar
Sebiestor
-1.20
Viola Alexandria
Last Active
Aug 17, 2026
Birthday
Oct 5, 2020 (5 years old)
Next Birthday
Oct 5, 2026 (8 days)
Combat
Kills5,567
Losses2,827
Efficiency66%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed1.12t
Lost188.31b
ISK Efficiency86%
Balance+931.27b
Solo
Solo Kills398
Solo Ratio7%
Final Blows1,339
Combat Points4,607
Other
NPC Losses10
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day2.55
ActivityHigh
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
( Death before detransition. TRANS PRIDE. Traitors Die. )
Born a spacer, always a spacer. She doesn't like the feeling of gravity on her feet, the heaviness of her body on the round worlds are more alien to her than the wormholes hiding in the darkness of vast space surrounding her and all.
Born of uncertain parents, untattooed and clanless. Raised by Sebiestor spacers in a rusted frigate floating aimlessly between worlds she learned the value of tools and ingenuity at a very young age. Ships became a part of her, extensions of her. The subtle vibrations and hums of the metal and electronics around her a symphony in her mind that speak to her in tongues as clear to her as common english.
A capsuleer she became. A procedure that was forced upon her. Is she real? This question burns in her, leaving her empty, making her feel like a cheap copy of a real soul. To fill the emptiness of her copied soul she endevours to do what kindness she can to those around her. The cruelty and degeneracy of those around her bothering her on a fundamental level.
Banished. A life in her past she can no longer be a part of. She flees, or is banished? The end result the same. Here she is where you find her, severed permanently from her past and looking with dead eyes at a universe with no future.
Damned. You've killed her before, she sucks at flying. It's not just you, she hates everyone. But she hates right wing snowflakes most of all.
Born a spacer, always a spacer. She doesn't like the feeling of gravity on her feet, the heaviness of her body on the round worlds are more alien to her than the wormholes hiding in the darkness of vast space surrounding her and all.
Born of uncertain parents, untattooed and clanless. Raised by Sebiestor spacers in a rusted frigate floating aimlessly between worlds she learned the value of tools and ingenuity at a very young age. Ships became a part of her, extensions of her. The subtle vibrations and hums of the metal and electronics around her a symphony in her mind that speak to her in tongues as clear to her as common english.
A capsuleer she became. A procedure that was forced upon her. Is she real? This question burns in her, leaving her empty, making her feel like a cheap copy of a real soul. To fill the emptiness of her copied soul she endevours to do what kindness she can to those around her. The cruelty and degeneracy of those around her bothering her on a fundamental level.
Banished. A life in her past she can no longer be a part of. She flees, or is banished? The end result the same. Here she is where you find her, severed permanently from her past and looking with dead eyes at a universe with no future.
Damned. You've killed her before, she sucks at flying. It's not just you, she hates everyone. But she hates right wing snowflakes most of all.
Dashboard
Stats
Kills59
Losses11
Efficiency84%
ISK Destroyed8.19b
ISK Lost1.60b
ISK Efficiency84%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses2
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor10.15
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows16
Points31
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleMid Gang (59 kills)
Small 24% Mid 58% Fleet 19%
Avg Fleet: 10.2 Logi Pilot Bait (2x)
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