- Kills
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 0%
- ISK destroyed
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 0
- Losses
- 0
- Danger Ratio
- 0%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 0
- Balance
- +0
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Activity
What they fly, where they fight, latest kills and losses
Most Valuable
The priciest kills in the window
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Last 90d
Killed
Killed By
Hulls LostLosses broken down by hull class.
In-game bio
Theresr Edonu served as a logistics officer in the Mordus Legion, where she learned that every successful operation depends on three things: preparation, discipline, and having an escape route ready before the shooting starts.
Off duty, she is considerably less disciplined. Theresr is known for her taste in expensive drinks, dangerous parties, and making friends in places where sensible people would make enemies. During her time with My Little Cynos, she became Rauour’s closest friend and most reliable accomplice. The two developed a reputation for turning logistical support into an art form—and quiet evenings into operational incidents.
Now operating with Rabies Inc., Theresr provides fleet logistics, emergency resupply, and the sort of “consulting” that tends to leave witnesses confused and facilities in need of repair. She may arrive with a smile, a drink in hand, and a reassuring word about keeping everyone alive.
The reassurance is not guaranteed.
We are RABIES Inc.
From the dark we watch,
hearts beating and hungry.
Waiting for the moment
to leap upon our foe,
and sate our lust.
In our wake, broken dreams
hold vigil over the detritus
of what might have been.
Hope now rendered by our desire
into twisted metal and frozen flesh.
Rabies is unexpected.
—Certayne, CY77
Off duty, she is considerably less disciplined. Theresr is known for her taste in expensive drinks, dangerous parties, and making friends in places where sensible people would make enemies. During her time with My Little Cynos, she became Rauour’s closest friend and most reliable accomplice. The two developed a reputation for turning logistical support into an art form—and quiet evenings into operational incidents.
Now operating with Rabies Inc., Theresr provides fleet logistics, emergency resupply, and the sort of “consulting” that tends to leave witnesses confused and facilities in need of repair. She may arrive with a smile, a drink in hand, and a reassuring word about keeping everyone alive.
The reassurance is not guaranteed.
We are RABIES Inc.
From the dark we watch,
hearts beating and hungry.
Waiting for the moment
to leap upon our foe,
and sate our lust.
In our wake, broken dreams
hold vigil over the detritus
of what might have been.
Hope now rendered by our desire
into twisted metal and frozen flesh.
Rabies is unexpected.
—Certayne, CY77