CorporationActive
[RMINC] Red Mercury Incorporated
29 membersTax 10%Founded in 2007
CEOCornelius FudgeIndependent- Kills
- 172
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 260
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 74%
- ISK destroyed
- 173.84B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 172
- Losses
- 260
- Danger Ratio
- 98%
- Final Blows
- 53
- Points
- 172
ISK
- Destroyed
- 173.84B
- Lost
- 59.52B
- Balance
- +114.32B
- ISK Efficiency
- 74%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 23
- Solo Ratio
- 13%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 6
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 2%
- Activity
- Inactive
Activity
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Matchups
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Last 90d
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Description
The people's flag is deepest red
It shrouded oft our martyred dead
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold
Their hearts' blood dyed to every fold
Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath its folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here
It waved above our infant might
When all ahead seemed dark as night
It witnessed many a deed and vow
We must not change its colour now
It well recalls the triumphs past
It gives the hope of peace at last
The banner bright, the symbol plain
Of human right and human gain
It suits today the meek and base
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe beneath the rich man's frown
And haul that sacred emblem down
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bare it onward till we fall
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim
This song shall be our parting hymn
It shrouded oft our martyred dead
And ere their limbs grew stiff and cold
Their hearts' blood dyed to every fold
Then raise the scarlet standard high
Beneath its folds we'll live and die
Though cowards flinch and traitors sneer
We'll keep the red flag flying here
It waved above our infant might
When all ahead seemed dark as night
It witnessed many a deed and vow
We must not change its colour now
It well recalls the triumphs past
It gives the hope of peace at last
The banner bright, the symbol plain
Of human right and human gain
It suits today the meek and base
Whose minds are fixed on pelf and place
To cringe beneath the rich man's frown
And haul that sacred emblem down
With heads uncovered swear we all
To bare it onward till we fall
Come dungeons dark or gallows grim
This song shall be our parting hymn