Last ActiveJan 1, 2015
BirthdayFeb 23, 2014 (12 years old)
Next BirthdayFeb 23, 2027 (116 days)
Combat
Kills10
Losses29
Efficiency26%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed1.48b
Lost9.72b
ISK Efficiency13%
Balance-8234632803
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio10%
Final Blows2
Combat Points10
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
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Bio
Who am I? If you figure that out your game may never be the same...
The true dragon has returned, beware the coming darkness.
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http://youtu.be/FQMbXvn2RNI
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There is no Higher power,
the only hope is fire power.
one by one
and two by two,
I have ammo,
how about you?
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Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.
The true dragon has returned, beware the coming darkness.
---
http://youtu.be/FQMbXvn2RNI
---
There is no Higher power,
the only hope is fire power.
one by one
and two by two,
I have ammo,
how about you?
---
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`'Tis some visitor,' I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door -
Only this, and nothing more.'
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December,
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow; - vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow - sorrow for the lost Lenore -
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore -
Nameless here for evermore.
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