Caldari
Deteis
-0.26
Chris82TheKid
Last Active:
about 1 month ago
Birthday:
Feb 9, 2007 (18 years old)
Next Birthday:
Feb 9, 2026 (151 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
1,537
Losses
255
Efficiency
85.8%
Danger Ratio
58.6%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
708.07B ISK
ISK Lost
89.98B ISK
ISK Efficiency
88.7%
ISK Balance
618.09B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
113
Solo Losses
61
Solo Kill Ratio
7.4%
Solo Efficiency
64.9%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
6
NPC Loss Ratio
2.4
Avg. Kills/Day
0.2
Activity
Very High
Character Biography
You better get up out the way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
Your the walking dead to me.
Dead man walking.
You better get up out my way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna kick your arse today.
Now I see that motherfucker writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
Thirty D bra,
Fuck those haters I see,
Cause I hate my enermys every breath.
But i server my corp and protect my Alliance.
Death to those who stand between me and crop members.
I see you duck,
You little punk,
You little fucking little disease,
I got H.U. tatted on the front of my arm,
Boulevard,
Brass knuckles in the back of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs- we never go far,<b
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think or say,
'Cause we are gonna rock this whole place anyway.
Your the walking dead to me.
Dead man walking.
You better get up out my way,
Tomorrow we'll rise so we fight today,
And no, I don't give a fuck what you think and say,
'Cause we are gonna kick your arse today.
Now I see that motherfucker writin' on the wall
When you see, J-3-T,
Thirty D bra,
Fuck those haters I see,
Cause I hate my enermys every breath.
But i server my corp and protect my Alliance.
Death to those who stand between me and crop members.
I see you duck,
You little punk,
You little fucking little disease,
I got H.U. tatted on the front of my arm,
Boulevard,
Brass knuckles in the back of the car,
Cause we drunk drive Cadillacs- we never go far,<b