Gui Bnuuy
Guristas Pirates
22h ago
Jul 15, 2025(0y)
Jul 15, 2026(51d)
Combat
Kills116
Losses62
Efficiency65%
ISK
Destroyed8.51b
Lost1.08b
ISK Eff.89%
Solo
Solo Kills36
Solo Ratio31%
Final Blows81
Points641
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.37
ActivityMedium
Gui Bnuuy
Guristas Pirates
Last Active
22h ago
Birthday
Jul 15, 2025 (0 years old)
Next Birthday
Jul 15, 2026 (51 days)
Combat
Kills116
Losses62
Efficiency65%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed8.51b
Lost1.08b
ISK Efficiency89%
Balance+7.44b
Solo
Solo Kills36
Solo Ratio31%
Final Blows81
Points641
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.37
ActivityMedium
Bio
鬼兔兔
我是一个心碎的兔子
Bunny full of Dread
@guibnuuy.bsky.social
Glass walls. Hazy blue soup. That’s my first memory — a silhouette drifting in a tank, cheap infantry. Rabbit’s abandoned project after Fetal’s fate — scrapped on ROIR. The Sisters didn’t take me in. Mutant, they whispered. Capsuleer-tainted blood. They saw what I wasn’t.
Copying me was easy. No genius cortex here. I open a skillbook, and it just… hisses static. Blank eyes, blank brain. Some dumb Alpha bun.
Food Relief paid in protein paste and dead friends. Out here a life’s worth less than a crate of ammo. Half if you’re me. I bleed first ‘cause hey, I’m the respawn bunny. Lucky me. Lucky them.
Then a Guristas (Gui) spy bled Ishukone's secrets into my hands. Inside: trade routes carved to choke systems, labor quotas tied to oxygen rations, entire colonies reduced to ledger entries. And capsuleers — demigods in hull and steel — laughing over drinks in Jita.
Capsuleers… They defile our defile our dens, and slaughter Food Relief’s convoys. They’ve all gutted what was left of their humanity and sold it for hull and steel.
I was pushed to the Point of No Return, Zarzakh, flying under the Deathless banner – not for profit, not for glory.
For revenge.
For the voiceless.
我是一个心碎的兔子
Bunny full of Dread
@guibnuuy.bsky.social
Glass walls. Hazy blue soup. That’s my first memory — a silhouette drifting in a tank, cheap infantry. Rabbit’s abandoned project after Fetal’s fate — scrapped on ROIR. The Sisters didn’t take me in. Mutant, they whispered. Capsuleer-tainted blood. They saw what I wasn’t.
Copying me was easy. No genius cortex here. I open a skillbook, and it just… hisses static. Blank eyes, blank brain. Some dumb Alpha bun.
Food Relief paid in protein paste and dead friends. Out here a life’s worth less than a crate of ammo. Half if you’re me. I bleed first ‘cause hey, I’m the respawn bunny. Lucky me. Lucky them.
Then a Guristas (Gui) spy bled Ishukone's secrets into my hands. Inside: trade routes carved to choke systems, labor quotas tied to oxygen rations, entire colonies reduced to ledger entries. And capsuleers — demigods in hull and steel — laughing over drinks in Jita.
Capsuleers… They defile our defile our dens, and slaughter Food Relief’s convoys. They’ve all gutted what was left of their humanity and sold it for hull and steel.
I was pushed to the Point of No Return, Zarzakh, flying under the Deathless banner – not for profit, not for glory.
For revenge.
For the voiceless.
Dashboard
Stats
Kills29
Losses18
Efficiency62%
ISK Destroyed2.03b
ISK Lost286.17m
ISK Efficiency88%
Solo Kills26
Solo Losses6
NPC Losses2
Blob Factor2.59
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows26
Points554
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSmall Gang (29 kills)
Small 97% Mid 3%
Avg Fleet: 2.6 Bait (3x)
Typically Flies
Typically Loses