Valpurgis Tachyon
Jun 17, 2016
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(133d)
Combat
Kills102
Losses111
Efficiency48%
ISK
Destroyed20.93b
Lost8.55b
ISK Eff.71%
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows4
Points102
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Valpurgis Tachyon
Last Active
Jun 17, 2016
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (133 days)
Combat
Kills102
Losses111
Efficiency48%
Danger Ratio100%
ISK
Destroyed20.93b
Lost8.55b
ISK Efficiency71%
Balance+12.38b
Solo
Solo Kills1
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows4
Points102
Other
NPC Losses0
NPC Loss Ratio0%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
Pigs in Space : Human Behind the Keyboard.
*Mission Sheet*
When I return to the docking bay, I might wink at myself, a scar'd minstrel man, in the mirror. Later, going to sleep, I would feel the fiery smile still gripped by my face muscles, in the dark. It never went away, that smile, it never ever went away, as long as I remembered... those flames.
Describing my devotchkas, gives you a crash course in dystopia: dressed in the height of fashion, chrome and green Tech II ships with some officer moduals strapped to their hulls.
Each one not costing less than three or four weeks wages, I should reckon, and implants to match.
Long black, very tight overview. The groovy part of them was little kill badges, like silver, each with different war-target names on them.
Planet MMMDCCCLXXXVMMMDCCCLXXXVIII - Moon 404 - Belt two.point.two
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*Mission Sheet*
When I return to the docking bay, I might wink at myself, a scar'd minstrel man, in the mirror. Later, going to sleep, I would feel the fiery smile still gripped by my face muscles, in the dark. It never went away, that smile, it never ever went away, as long as I remembered... those flames.
Describing my devotchkas, gives you a crash course in dystopia: dressed in the height of fashion, chrome and green Tech II ships with some officer moduals strapped to their hulls.
Each one not costing less than three or four weeks wages, I should reckon, and implants to match.
Long black, very tight overview. The groovy part of them was little kill badges, like silver, each with different war-target names on them.
Planet MMMDCCCLXXXVMMMDCCCLXXXVIII - Moon 404 - Belt two.point.two
www.Broadcast.gif
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Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Jun 2016
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -