4.78
Blackhole Kelly
Oct 23, 2014
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(122d)
Combat
Kills85
Losses19
Efficiency82%
ISK
Destroyed3.16b
Lost141.65m
ISK Eff.96%
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows64
Combat Points85
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Gallente
Gallente
4.78
Blackhole Kelly
Last Active
Oct 23, 2014
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (122 days)
Combat
Kills85
Losses19
Efficiency82%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed3.16b
Lost141.65m
ISK Efficiency96%
Balance+3.02b
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows64
Combat Points85
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Born along the edge of an event horizon does funny things to a man...makes him a little off. Let's him see things, do things others can't....or won't.
I think of it as, born on the edge, live on the edge and die on the edge.
Many cerebral and celestial journeys lie in wait down the black rabbit's hole, are you up for the ride?
A civilized madman has seen many a day,
Masqueraded and allied with numerous prey,
Pipes of brass...Winds of the keys,
Your chorale of death, ebony and ivory,
Fueled by the fingers of Bach's majesty.
Bastard of the Brethren,
Spawned by the Seven Winds...
Cursed of God while immune to his hand,
Sailing with stars in a sea without land.
Blood turns to ice from his heartless stare,
Your headless corpse now frozen and bare,
A deadly tale forever you shall keep,
When Blackhole Kelly finds you in your sleep.
TRAITORS WILL SUFFER A WORSE FATE THAN ALL OTHERS
I think of it as, born on the edge, live on the edge and die on the edge.
Many cerebral and celestial journeys lie in wait down the black rabbit's hole, are you up for the ride?
A civilized madman has seen many a day,
Masqueraded and allied with numerous prey,
Pipes of brass...Winds of the keys,
Your chorale of death, ebony and ivory,
Fueled by the fingers of Bach's majesty.
Bastard of the Brethren,
Spawned by the Seven Winds...
Cursed of God while immune to his hand,
Sailing with stars in a sea without land.
Blood turns to ice from his heartless stare,
Your headless corpse now frozen and bare,
A deadly tale forever you shall keep,
When Blackhole Kelly finds you in your sleep.
TRAITORS WILL SUFFER A WORSE FATE THAN ALL OTHERS
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Oct 2014
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -