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Viola Alexandria
Viola for Vendettas[NTIFA]Minmatar Republic
7h ago
Oct 5, 2020(5y)
Oct 5, 2026(145d)
Combat
Kills5,145
Losses2,691
Efficiency66%
ISK
Destroyed1.04t
Lost172.40b
ISK Eff.86%
Solo
Solo Kills376
Solo Ratio7%
Final Blows1,250
Points6,494
Other
NPC Losses10
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day2.52
ActivityVery High
Minmatar
Sebiestor
-0.30
Viola Alexandria
Last Active
7h ago
Birthday
Oct 5, 2020 (5 years old)
Next Birthday
Oct 5, 2026 (145 days)
Combat
Kills5,145
Losses2,691
Efficiency66%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed1.04t
Lost172.40b
ISK Efficiency86%
Balance+867.82b
Solo
Solo Kills376
Solo Ratio7%
Final Blows1,250
Points6,494
Other
NPC Losses10
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day2.52
ActivityVery High
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
Kills1,047
Losses416
Efficiency72%
ISK Destroyed222.46b
ISK Lost32.86b
ISK Efficiency87%
Solo Kills80
Solo Losses127
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor9.96
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows216
Points2,419
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleMid Gang (1047 kills)
Solo 4% Small 28% Mid 51% Fleet 17% Blob 1%
Avg Fleet: 10 Logi Pilot Cyno Alt (1 deaths) Bait (162x)
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