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Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Nessun dato killboard disponibile per questo pilota.
Profilo operativo
Come combatte, con chi e contro chi — ultimi 90 giorni
Carriera
Le corporazioni attraversate, dalla più recente
Bio in gioco
I’m Elmer.
Some people call me “Elmer The Duck.”
Corporate leadership calls me “a recurring issue.”
I fly with Stuff ’n’ Things because they were the first people who didn’t ask too many questions when I showed up covered in coolant and carrying someone else’s ammunition.
I love wormholes, explosions, mining lasers, bad ideas, and fleets with absolutely no planning whatsoever. If something dangerous is happening somewhere in New Eden, there’s a good chance I’m already warping to it while asking what the objective is.
People keep talking to me about “OPSEC,” but honestly I don’t understand what the big deal is. If fleet plans are so secret, why does everyone keep telling them to me?
Apparently I’ve:
• leaked fleet movements in local
• broadcast bookmarks on open comms
• written sensitive coordinates on a station whiteboard
• accidentally invited neutrals to operations
…but in my defense, everyone seemed very friendly.
Anyway, if you see me in space, come say quack.
The corporation keeps giving me lists of “known hostiles,” but I prefer to think of them as “potential future friends.”
If you shoot at me, I’ll assume you’re just being enthusiastic.
Some people just start the conversation with missiles.
Please ignore this bio, the Home Base Fortizar coordinates on the whiteboard behind me, and the fleet pings I may have accidentally forwarded.
Stay Quacky.
Some people call me “Elmer The Duck.”
Corporate leadership calls me “a recurring issue.”
I fly with Stuff ’n’ Things because they were the first people who didn’t ask too many questions when I showed up covered in coolant and carrying someone else’s ammunition.
I love wormholes, explosions, mining lasers, bad ideas, and fleets with absolutely no planning whatsoever. If something dangerous is happening somewhere in New Eden, there’s a good chance I’m already warping to it while asking what the objective is.
People keep talking to me about “OPSEC,” but honestly I don’t understand what the big deal is. If fleet plans are so secret, why does everyone keep telling them to me?
Apparently I’ve:
• leaked fleet movements in local
• broadcast bookmarks on open comms
• written sensitive coordinates on a station whiteboard
• accidentally invited neutrals to operations
…but in my defense, everyone seemed very friendly.
Anyway, if you see me in space, come say quack.
The corporation keeps giving me lists of “known hostiles,” but I prefer to think of them as “potential future friends.”
If you shoot at me, I’ll assume you’re just being enthusiastic.
Some people just start the conversation with missiles.
Please ignore this bio, the Home Base Fortizar coordinates on the whiteboard behind me, and the fleet pings I may have accidentally forwarded.
Stay Quacky.