Last ActiveJun 19, 2014
BirthdayJan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next BirthdayJan 1, 2027 (67 days)
Combat
Kills2
Losses16
Efficiency11%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed2.79b
Lost1.50b
ISK Efficiency65%
Balance+1.30b
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points2
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
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Bio
♛
I focused the magnifying glass
That brought the downfall of Icarus.
I focused the magnifying glass
That brought the downfall of Icarus.
Balloons were easy; a simple pin;
Or a knife in the case of the zeppelin.
That blade was the cause of many a prang
In the early days of stick and string.
I am the gremlin.
I was there.
Making mischief in the air
And always will be wherever man
Flies in the face of Creation's plan.
Death to engines in the air
Chaos take the human wing
Death to jet and turbo prop
Death to stick and death to string
Ruin the fuselage
Destruction to the aerilon
Death to the pilot and his breed
Whose daring still goes on and on
No mercy for the rudder bar
No mercy for the tail plane
A singe for the handle-bar moustache
Cremation for the bone-domed brain
Death to rockets into space
Chaos take the human egg
Death to telescopic sight
Death to radar and fire to flag
Ruin to portholes scarred with stars
Destruction to the airlock's catch
Death to the spaceman and his craft
It's ugly landing legs dispatch
No mercy for hot air balloons
No mercy for the thread and kite
Holes for the glider's canvas skin
Cramp for the bird man at his height
I focused the magnifying glass
That brought the downfall of Icarus.
I focused the magnifying glass
That brought the downfall of Icarus.
Balloons were easy; a simple pin;
Or a knife in the case of the zeppelin.
That blade was the cause of many a prang
In the early days of stick and string.
I am the gremlin.
I was there.
Making mischief in the air
And always will be wherever man
Flies in the face of Creation's plan.
Death to engines in the air
Chaos take the human wing
Death to jet and turbo prop
Death to stick and death to string
Ruin the fuselage
Destruction to the aerilon
Death to the pilot and his breed
Whose daring still goes on and on
No mercy for the rudder bar
No mercy for the tail plane
A singe for the handle-bar moustache
Cremation for the bone-domed brain
Death to rockets into space
Chaos take the human egg
Death to telescopic sight
Death to radar and fire to flag
Ruin to portholes scarred with stars
Destruction to the airlock's catch
Death to the spaceman and his craft
It's ugly landing legs dispatch
No mercy for hot air balloons
No mercy for the thread and kite
Holes for the glider's canvas skin
Cramp for the bird man at his height
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