Last ActiveMay 10, 2014
BirthdayJan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next BirthdayJan 1, 2027 (61 days)
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Kills0
Losses4
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio100%
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Lost152.90m
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-152896112
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Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Combat Points0
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NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
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Bio
Yep, I'm really a chick in real life. :)
As I stand on a station in Dodoxie and look out over the nebula that is my homeland, I realize something. Amarr being enveloped in the bright clouds of a stellar nursery is so much brighter, and warmer, with all of the brown shades to give it a earthy feel. Couple that with the high cathedral stain glass windows streaming in the light on the stations there, it makes for a rather comfortable home. Not like here. This part of space is so much colder, darker, less warm and inviting. Even the stations are more cold metal than warm inviting home. But looking back on it all, now that I am on the run from my comrades and my friends, I think that this was a necessary change. So shielded was I to the way of life fed to me that I never stopped to consider consequence. How many lives destroyed? How many did I have a hand in destroying? If I'd not seen her standing there on the verge of being sold this may not have happened at all.
As I stand on a station in Dodoxie and look out over the nebula that is my homeland, I realize something. Amarr being enveloped in the bright clouds of a stellar nursery is so much brighter, and warmer, with all of the brown shades to give it a earthy feel. Couple that with the high cathedral stain glass windows streaming in the light on the stations there, it makes for a rather comfortable home. Not like here. This part of space is so much colder, darker, less warm and inviting. Even the stations are more cold metal than warm inviting home. But looking back on it all, now that I am on the run from my comrades and my friends, I think that this was a necessary change. So shielded was I to the way of life fed to me that I never stopped to consider consequence. How many lives destroyed? How many did I have a hand in destroying? If I'd not seen her standing there on the verge of being sold this may not have happened at all.
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