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Jack Templeton
Jack Templeton1.50

Jack Templeton

GallenteGallenteKillboard
Created on
Next Birthday
Last Active
Security Status
1.50

Combat Record

Career-long numbers from eve-kill

Combat
Kills
43
Losses
49
Efficiency
47%
Danger Ratio
82%
ISK
Destroyed
2.50B
Lost
1.03B
ISK Efficiency
71%
Balance
+1.47B
Solo
Solo Kills
17
Solo Ratio
40%
Final Blows
25
Points
43
Other
NPC Losses
9
NPC Loss Ratio
18%
Avg Kills/Day
Activity
Inactive
Damage
Damage Dealt4.5M
Damage Taken155.7K
Damage Ratio97%

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

In-game bio

The socket at the back my neck still itches, and when I leave my pod to spend a night in the station with whores or with the ladies I call “wife,” I can’t sleep. If I do, it’s Right. Fucking. Here. where the knot is in the morning. Yeah, I’m new, but I’ve died and cashed my credits for an empty me, curled like a fetus and bobbing in a vat, before jumping in a ship and doing it again.

I was born on
Stacmon X , the only rock with a station in orbit. The first girl I kissed was Minmatar.

When I was 16, Mom and Dad said we were leaving. Between Mom’s job at the refugee school and Dad’s job at the
biocells plant, they’d scraped together enough dirtcoin for three seats to the station.

Long story short, Dad’s crew got lucky with a
Deimos wreck when they sidetracked for a salvage op. They sent me to school where I talked my way into co-ed quarters and flight school. Last thing I remember before choking on goo was what my basic spaceflight instructor said: G’night you fucking smart ass.