0.50
Apr 9, 2013
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(136d)
Combat
Kills1
Losses2
Efficiency33%
ISK
Destroyed132.99m
Lost12.62m
ISK Eff.91%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points1
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Gallente
0.50
Last Active
Apr 9, 2013
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (136 days)
Combat
Kills1
Losses2
Efficiency33%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed132.99m
Lost12.62m
ISK Efficiency91%
Balance+120.37m
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points1
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Vacate is the word
Vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear
Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers?
Vulnerable
Wisdom can't adhere
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on
But there's a trapdoor in the Sun
Immortality...
As privileged as a whore
Victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than Thou, How?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved
Cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold onto
He saw the trapdoor in the Sun
Kill: Light satellite (Drake)
Immortality..
I Cannot stop the thought
I'm Running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign
All good truants must decide
Oh, Stripped and sold, mom
Auctioned forearm
And Whiskers in the sink
Truants move on
Cannot stay long
Some die just to live
Vengeance has no place so near to her
Cannot find the comfort in this world
Artificial tear
Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers?
Vulnerable
Wisdom can't adhere
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold on
But there's a trapdoor in the Sun
Immortality...
As privileged as a whore
Victims in demand for public show
Swept out through the cracks beneath the door
Holier than Thou, How?
Surrendered, executed anyhow
Scrawl dissolved
Cigar box on the floor
A truant finds home
And a wish to hold onto
He saw the trapdoor in the Sun
Kill: Light satellite (Drake)
Immortality..
I Cannot stop the thought
I'm Running in the dark
Coming up a which way sign
All good truants must decide
Oh, Stripped and sold, mom
Auctioned forearm
And Whiskers in the sink
Truants move on
Cannot stay long
Some die just to live
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Apr 2013
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -