-0.07
Mr Mitcho
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(256d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses2
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost111.29m
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Amarr
Amarr
-0.07
Mr Mitcho
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (256 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses2
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost111.29m
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-111288000
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
†YARRRR!!!!!†
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6b9lY9FjM8
ΞνΞ - ΘΠLІΠΞ
My friend, The Time has come to put a end to this meaninless conflict. Only the end of this war will bring peace to the world , whatever the cost....whatever the power....whoever i have to face even if that is you.... Fairwell my Friend.
Someone once called him a cump; he threw them down the
stairs.
A bad tempered and generally antisocial youth, Mitcho
was brought up in the rough end of a rather upmarket
naighbourhood. While his contemporaries were playing
GravBall, young Mitcho was sloping around and generally
looking surly. His parents eventually dispaired and sent
him to the Amarr military academy, where he was
generally abused by all for his aristocratic upbringing and
extrordinary dress sense (according to him of course).
Soon he proved himself to be the master of nasty, and
sometimes dangerous practical jokes (the academy never
did find the Cankan Rats that were released in the
female dorms one rag week).
One day young Mitcho recieved a small inheritence from a
distant relative and decided that it was time to leave
the academy and venture onto greater things.
Unfortunately, ten minutes after resigning and making
planetfall he bankrupted himself on a designer suit
without realising it, and was forced to return to the
academy and beg for his position back. He was
accepted only on the fact that it was a VERY stylish
suit...
Eventually Mitcho graduated at the very bottom of his
class (just behind the kid who nearly was killed when he
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O6b9lY9FjM8
ΞνΞ - ΘΠLІΠΞ
My friend, The Time has come to put a end to this meaninless conflict. Only the end of this war will bring peace to the world , whatever the cost....whatever the power....whoever i have to face even if that is you.... Fairwell my Friend.
Someone once called him a cump; he threw them down the
stairs.
A bad tempered and generally antisocial youth, Mitcho
was brought up in the rough end of a rather upmarket
naighbourhood. While his contemporaries were playing
GravBall, young Mitcho was sloping around and generally
looking surly. His parents eventually dispaired and sent
him to the Amarr military academy, where he was
generally abused by all for his aristocratic upbringing and
extrordinary dress sense (according to him of course).
Soon he proved himself to be the master of nasty, and
sometimes dangerous practical jokes (the academy never
did find the Cankan Rats that were released in the
female dorms one rag week).
One day young Mitcho recieved a small inheritence from a
distant relative and decided that it was time to leave
the academy and venture onto greater things.
Unfortunately, ten minutes after resigning and making
planetfall he bankrupted himself on a designer suit
without realising it, and was forced to return to the
academy and beg for his position back. He was
accepted only on the fact that it was a VERY stylish
suit...
Eventually Mitcho graduated at the very bottom of his
class (just behind the kid who nearly was killed when he
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Efficiency0%
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ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
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Final Blows0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -