4.67
Nov 20, 2015
Jan 1, 1970(56y)
Jan 1, 2027(89d)
Combat
Kills260
Losses26
Efficiency91%
ISK
Destroyed92.39b
Lost2.99b
ISK Eff.97%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows11
Combat Points260
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio12%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Sebiestor
4.67
Last Active
Nov 20, 2015
Birthday
Jan 1, 1970 (56 years old)
Next Birthday
Jan 1, 2027 (89 days)
Combat
Kills260
Losses26
Efficiency91%
Danger Ratio88%
ISK
Destroyed92.39b
Lost2.99b
ISK Efficiency97%
Balance+89.40b
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows11
Combat Points260
Other
NPC Losses3
NPC Loss Ratio12%
Avg Kills/Day0.01
ActivityInactive
Nothing in the last 7d
Bio
The main law of war, Murphy's law
Anything that can go wrong will go wrong
Choose Eve. Choose a race. Choose a faction. Choose a career. Choose a f*cking big battleship, Choose drones, webbers, scramblers and cap injectors. Choose rich systems, low security and ship insurance. Choose megacyte filled haulers. Choose a clone. Choose your enemies. Choose long range weapons and matching ammo. Choose a rat infested belt with a range of f*cking bounties. Choose Jita and wonder who the f*ck you are on a Sunday evening. Choose sitting on that chair watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing mission spawns, Stuffing f*cking implants into your head. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, Pishing your last in a miserable complex, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f*cked up noobs you recruited to replace yourself.
Anything that can go wrong will go wrong
Choose Eve. Choose a race. Choose a faction. Choose a career. Choose a f*cking big battleship, Choose drones, webbers, scramblers and cap injectors. Choose rich systems, low security and ship insurance. Choose megacyte filled haulers. Choose a clone. Choose your enemies. Choose long range weapons and matching ammo. Choose a rat infested belt with a range of f*cking bounties. Choose Jita and wonder who the f*ck you are on a Sunday evening. Choose sitting on that chair watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing mission spawns, Stuffing f*cking implants into your head. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, Pishing your last in a miserable complex, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, f*cked up noobs you recruited to replace yourself.
Dashboard
Stats
No activity in the last 90d
Last seen Nov 2015
Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -