Jul 28, 2020
Apr 7, 2006(20y)
Apr 7, 2027(304d)
Combat
Kills36
Losses29
Efficiency55%
ISK
Destroyed25.21b
Lost2.06b
ISK Eff.92%
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows3
Points36
Other
NPC Losses7
NPC Loss Ratio24%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Last Active
Jul 28, 2020
Birthday
Apr 7, 2006 (20 years old)
Next Birthday
Apr 7, 2027 (304 days)
Combat
Kills36
Losses29
Efficiency55%
Danger Ratio76%
ISK
Destroyed25.21b
Lost2.06b
ISK Efficiency92%
Balance+23.15b
Solo
Solo Kills2
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows3
Points36
Other
NPC Losses7
NPC Loss Ratio24%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
"We cannot predict the new forces, powers, and discoveries that will be disclosed to us when we reach the other planets and set up new laboratories in space. They are as much beyond our vision today as fire or electricity would be beyond the imagination of a fish."
- Arthur C. Clarke
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No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space.
No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us.
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Nobody loves a good party more than the Gallente. The hedonistic stereotype is one that the Federation revels in and flaunts shamelessly. Public figures actively compete to host the wildest and most fashionable affairs, vying for the attention of news services and gossip magazines. Among the celebrity elite, a wedding, birth or even a funeral is simply another excuse to splash out and stand in the limelight. Occasionally, an event will be engineered so a falling star can make a desperate final grasp at publicity and salvage a faded career.
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- Arthur C. Clarke
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No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs were being watched from the timeless worlds of space.
No one could have dreamed we were being scrutinized, as someone with a microscope studies creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. Few men even considered the possibility of life on other planets and yet, across the gulf of space, minds immeasurably superior to ours regarded this Earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely, they drew their plans against us.
☆.\xb8\xb8.•\xb4☆.\xb8\xb8.•\xb4☆.\xb8\xb8.•\xb4☆.\xb8\xb8.•\xb4☆.\xb8\xb8.•\xb4☆.\xb8\xb8.•\xb4
Nobody loves a good party more than the Gallente. The hedonistic stereotype is one that the Federation revels in and flaunts shamelessly. Public figures actively compete to host the wildest and most fashionable affairs, vying for the attention of news services and gossip magazines. Among the celebrity elite, a wedding, birth or even a funeral is simply another excuse to splash out and stand in the limelight. Occasionally, an event will be engineered so a falling star can make a desperate final grasp at publicity and salvage a faded career.
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Dashboard
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Final Blows0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -