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- Security Status
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Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 0
- Losses
- 1
- Efficiency
- 0%
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 22K
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
- Balance
- -22K
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage
Damage Dealt0
Damage Taken455
Damage Ratio0%
Combat profile
How they fight, with whom and against whom — last 90 days
Activity
What they fly and where they fight
Most Valuable
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Top ListsLast 90d
Hulls LostLast 90d
Losses broken down by hull class.
Career
Corporations flown for, most recent first
True Slave FoundationsSince Wednesday, 10 December 20140 Kills0 Losses
AliastraSince Wednesday, 10 December 20140 Kills0 Losses
Division OuraphehSince Tuesday, 21 December 20100 Kills0 Losses
Xenocide's ArmySince Monday, 28 March 20050 Kills0 Losses
Federal Navy AcademySince Tuesday, 14 December 20040 Kills0 Losses
In-game bio
It's funny, isn't it?
We simple human creatures need only a few things, desire a few things more. Tiny, tiny things; simplistic, yet our pursuit of them can shatter planets and destroy stars. The need to survive: food, sleep, security. The desire for companionship: friends, family, lovers. We describe them so succiently, yet struggle to grasp hold of even one of them.
What would you do if all them were presented to you? Each little thing made yours, a place in the world just for you, no questions, no worries. Your own place, with everything you need and desire.
Sounds boring, doesn't it?
I mean, why put away all those worries and fears? What would you do without being up all night, worrying, worrying, worrying? Always on the edge, wondering what tomorrow will bring, hoping for that big break. Why ever go somewhere that answers those questions?
That's the funny thing, my dear. We both know what you want, but you're afraid to take it.
It's right there, waiting for you.
We simple human creatures need only a few things, desire a few things more. Tiny, tiny things; simplistic, yet our pursuit of them can shatter planets and destroy stars. The need to survive: food, sleep, security. The desire for companionship: friends, family, lovers. We describe them so succiently, yet struggle to grasp hold of even one of them.
What would you do if all them were presented to you? Each little thing made yours, a place in the world just for you, no questions, no worries. Your own place, with everything you need and desire.
Sounds boring, doesn't it?
I mean, why put away all those worries and fears? What would you do without being up all night, worrying, worrying, worrying? Always on the edge, wondering what tomorrow will bring, hoping for that big break. Why ever go somewhere that answers those questions?
That's the funny thing, my dear. We both know what you want, but you're afraid to take it.
It's right there, waiting for you.