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[SS-HZ] Slipstream Horizons

83 membersTax 4%Founded in 2025
Kills
1,571
+982 in the last 90 days
Losses
1,761
+191 in the last 90 days
47%
Efficiency
ISK Efficiency 65%
ISK destroyed
386.18B
+300.67B in the last 90 days
Activity
Very High
10.9 kills/day · last 90 days

Combat Record

Career-long numbers from eve-kill

Combat

Kills
1,571
Losses
1,761
Danger Ratio
83%
Final Blows
585
Points
957

ISK

Destroyed
386.18B
Lost
204.67B
Balance
+181.51B
ISK Efficiency
65%

Solo

Solo Kills
336
Solo Ratio
21%
Avg Kills/Day
—

Other

NPC Losses
293
NPC Loss Ratio
17%
Activity
Very High

Activity

What the corporation flies, where it fights, latest kills and losses

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SystemsLast 90d
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Most Valuable

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Matchups

Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose

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Battles

Engagements in the selected window, from our own killmail archive

Description

Slipstream Horizon

Leadership
CEO: Aamp Kira

Directors: Azier Okaski

Recruitment:
We are invite only
Slipstream Horizons was not born. It breached.

Where others scan, we invade. Where others map chains, we rewrite them. J-space is not space, not truly. It is pressure, silence, hunger. Most capsuleers treat it like a resource. We treat it like a proving ground.

We came from the collapse. Lost statics, shattered connections, fleets erased between ticks. We learned what lives in the dark between systems and we stopped pretending it was empty. Every anomaly cleared, every relic site cracked, every hostile evicted is another scar carved into a place that does not remember you unless you make it.

We do not rely on local. We do not rely on safety. If you are here, you are already being watched. If you are not watching back, you are already dead.

Our doctrine is simple. Control the chain. Control the outcome. We seed eyes where others see void. We roll holes until reality bends our direction. We strike when mass, timing, and fear align.

Industry feeds the war. Gas becomes hulls. Hulls become weapons. Weapons become silence.

We are not tourists in J-space. We are not settlers.

We are the pressure in the vacuum.
We are the fleet that appears without warning and leaves nothing behind.
We are Slipstream Horizons.

If you hear nothing, that is us.