Jul 16, 2020
Feb 25, 2004(22y)
Feb 25, 2027(189d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses5
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost239.76m
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Last Active
Jul 16, 2020
Birthday
Feb 25, 2004 (22 years old)
Next Birthday
Feb 25, 2027 (189 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses5
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost239.76m
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-239756628
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
You are taken in awe on approach to the abandoned station as your salvage drones scour the remnants of what used to be a shipyard for those strange blueprints you've heard about. Feeling along, you leave your ship, taking a brand new shuttle to dock upon the age-worn rusted platform. As you exit the shuttle, you notice a faint light in the corner of your eye, coming from one of the millions of chambers. You walk around in your space suit exploring the area, your mind still on the chamber. As you approach the chamber, your NeoCom flashes and you hear a buzzing noise coming from the landing above you. You reach out your right hand for the now rumbling NeoCom, and accept the incoming message. You hear a deep, but non-agressive voice fill your eardrums. The voice identifies itself as an Amarri male also seeking these blueprints.... Just when selfish thoughts were threatening to stab your mind, he says that he's been expecting you...and he calls you something strange...yet somehow familiar...perhaps a name you had in a previous lifetime. You cannot explain why, but you are filled with a deep sense of understanding and of belonging to something greater than yourself. You are not alone, icetek is with you.
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jul 2020
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -