Caldari
Deteis
4.81
Sav Kora
Last Active:
11 months ago
Birthday:
Dec 1, 2009 (15 years old)
Next Birthday:
Dec 1, 2025 (82 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
3,834
Losses
802
Efficiency
82.7%
Danger Ratio
5.0%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
1033.12B ISK
ISK Lost
42.89B ISK
ISK Efficiency
96.0%
ISK Balance
990.24B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
347
Solo Losses
257
Solo Kill Ratio
9.1%
Solo Efficiency
57.5%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
30
NPC Loss Ratio
3.7
Avg. Kills/Day
0.7
Activity
Medium
Character Biography
everyone has a plan until they get punched in the face
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Join HORDE -- MJ-5F9 - B E A N S T A R
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"You're ready to die," said the pod maintenance chief to the capsuleer.
"No," said the capsuleer. "I've lived in a hundred bodies. I remember every birth and death save my first. I'm not ready for the next death. Nobody truly is, even if they've lived in a thousand thousand bodies. Death is brutal; the feeling of your cells dying in space. The blood in your body boils. Your cells and lungs burst. The agonizing, momentary wail of terror as you look upon infinity stretched before you... your naked eyes of flesh and blood, freed from the safety of your metal womb within the metal body of your last mother, your ship. You look upon the stars, stretched to the edge of time and the very observable universe, fourteen billion years of history stretched before you like a gaping maw of glory, as you begin to die. The width of time itself, so great and vast, but not as great and vast as the size of your mom's ass."
"I hate you," said the pod maintenance chief.
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[13:56:21] Carlos Warren > GwarIsGod < Look at this guy desperately tyring to get his dopamine fix by being the center of attention
[13:57:53] Carlos Warren > you just depserate for validation and attention
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Join HORDE -- MJ-5F9 - B E A N S T A R
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"You're ready to die," said the pod maintenance chief to the capsuleer.
"No," said the capsuleer. "I've lived in a hundred bodies. I remember every birth and death save my first. I'm not ready for the next death. Nobody truly is, even if they've lived in a thousand thousand bodies. Death is brutal; the feeling of your cells dying in space. The blood in your body boils. Your cells and lungs burst. The agonizing, momentary wail of terror as you look upon infinity stretched before you... your naked eyes of flesh and blood, freed from the safety of your metal womb within the metal body of your last mother, your ship. You look upon the stars, stretched to the edge of time and the very observable universe, fourteen billion years of history stretched before you like a gaping maw of glory, as you begin to die. The width of time itself, so great and vast, but not as great and vast as the size of your mom's ass."
"I hate you," said the pod maintenance chief.
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[13:56:21] Carlos Warren > GwarIsGod < Look at this guy desperately tyring to get his dopamine fix by being the center of attention
[13:57:53] Carlos Warren > you just depserate for validation and attention