Kostantinos Kiroplastis
Nov 17, 2025
Oct 31, 2015(10y)
Oct 31, 2026(50d)
Combat
Kills239
Losses177
Efficiency57%
ISK
Destroyed356.04b
Lost23.51b
ISK Eff.94%
Solo
Solo Kills7
Solo Ratio3%
Final Blows27
Combat Points184
Other
NPC Losses31
NPC Loss Ratio18%
Avg Kills/Day0.06
ActivityInactive
Kostantinos Kiroplastis
Last Active
Nov 17, 2025
Birthday
Oct 31, 2015 (10 years old)
Next Birthday
Oct 31, 2026 (50 days)
Combat
Kills239
Losses177
Efficiency57%
Danger Ratio82%
ISK
Destroyed356.04b
Lost23.51b
ISK Efficiency94%
Balance+332.53b
Solo
Solo Kills7
Solo Ratio3%
Final Blows27
Combat Points184
Other
NPC Losses31
NPC Loss Ratio18%
Avg Kills/Day0.06
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
The difference between stupidity and genius is that genius has its limits. --- A.Einstein
We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special. --- Steven Hawking
William Blake
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
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I AM DEAF
We are just an advanced breed of monkeys on a minor planet of a very average star. But we can understand the Universe. That makes us something very special. --- Steven Hawking
William Blake
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?
What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
When the stars threw down their spears
And water'd heaven with their tears:
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
-------------------
I AM DEAF
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Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Nov 2025
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PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -