Nov 27, 2024(1y)
Nov 27, 2026(99d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses7
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost870.93m
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Birthday
Nov 27, 2024 (1 years old)
Next Birthday
Nov 27, 2026 (99 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses7
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost870.93m
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-870927547
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
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Bio
KFC, or "Kentucky Fried Crystals" as his rivals (and let's be honest, his corp mates) affectionately call him, isn't your typical space-faring hero. He's less "pew-pew, explosions!" and more "clunk-clunk, profit!" His mining barge, affectionately named "The Colonel's Secret Recipe," is a sight to behold—a battered hulk that somehow manages to scoop up more ore than a fleet of shiny new Mackinaws. Rumor has it, he uses a proprietary blend of chicken grease and space-grade lubricant to keep his mining lasers running. (Don't ask where he gets the chicken grease. Nobody wants to know.)
KFC's claim to fame isn't his combat prowess (he once confused a Venture for a hostile frigate and nearly shot a rock claw's mining drone) but his uncanny ability to sell rocks. He's got a knack for finding buyers willing to pay top ISK for even the most mundane veldspar. His sales pitches are legendary, often involving elaborate metaphors about crispy, golden-brown chicken and the "finger-lickin' good" quality of his ore.
He's a loyal member of the Rock Claws corporation, though they often find themselves shaking their heads at his antics. He once tried to pay the corp's rent in "extra crispy" spodumain, which, while technically valuable, wasn't exactly what the CEO had in mind. He also has a habit of "accidentally" jettisoning his cargo near rookie miners, claiming he was "sharing the wealth." Rock Claws keeps him around because, despite everything, he always turns a profit, and his stories are great for boosting morale during those long, dull mining ops.
So, if you're ever in a station and hear someone yelling about "eleven herbs and minerals" and trying to sell you a "family bucket" of compressed ore, you've probably found KFC. Just remember, don't ask about the chicken grease.
Colonel Sanders never gave you 1,000,000 skill points! Get yours and dominate the EVE Online galaxy. https://www.eveonline.com/signup?invc=a61c22f8-6a5c-45f8-9ebf-880ce4444360
KFC's claim to fame isn't his combat prowess (he once confused a Venture for a hostile frigate and nearly shot a rock claw's mining drone) but his uncanny ability to sell rocks. He's got a knack for finding buyers willing to pay top ISK for even the most mundane veldspar. His sales pitches are legendary, often involving elaborate metaphors about crispy, golden-brown chicken and the "finger-lickin' good" quality of his ore.
He's a loyal member of the Rock Claws corporation, though they often find themselves shaking their heads at his antics. He once tried to pay the corp's rent in "extra crispy" spodumain, which, while technically valuable, wasn't exactly what the CEO had in mind. He also has a habit of "accidentally" jettisoning his cargo near rookie miners, claiming he was "sharing the wealth." Rock Claws keeps him around because, despite everything, he always turns a profit, and his stories are great for boosting morale during those long, dull mining ops.
So, if you're ever in a station and hear someone yelling about "eleven herbs and minerals" and trying to sell you a "family bucket" of compressed ore, you've probably found KFC. Just remember, don't ask about the chicken grease.
Colonel Sanders never gave you 1,000,000 skill points! Get yours and dominate the EVE Online galaxy. https://www.eveonline.com/signup?invc=a61c22f8-6a5c-45f8-9ebf-880ce4444360
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
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