Caldari
Civire
5.01
Last Active:
8 days ago
Birthday:
Jun 25, 2008 (17 years old)
Next Birthday:
Jun 25, 2026 (232 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
4,980
Losses
408
Efficiency
92.4%
Danger Ratio
91.6%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
3909.56B ISK
ISK Lost
65.05B ISK
ISK Efficiency
98.4%
ISK Balance
3844.51B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
257
Solo Losses
118
Solo Kill Ratio
5.2%
Solo Efficiency
68.5%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
10
NPC Loss Ratio
2.5
Avg. Kills/Day
0.8
Activity
Very High
Character Biography
No one is perfect, but being Australian is close enough.
[02:14:40] lilpday > everytime i see you in local its sex sex sex....
[03:47:06] Etienne Lbaes > Scoty, if i was a girl and i was gay, i'd sleep with you.
[22:13:18] Geis Kahn scotty is god don't talk to him unless your praying
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Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:
And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.
[02:14:40] lilpday > everytime i see you in local its sex sex sex....
[03:47:06] Etienne Lbaes > Scoty, if i was a girl and i was gay, i'd sleep with you.
[22:13:18] Geis Kahn scotty is god don't talk to him unless your praying
fukung.net/v/8660/ef70aeecaec503d9a5fc3e29472ed6dc.jpg
http://i0.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/000/299/622/81b.gif
Blood and destruction shall be so in use
And dreadful objects so familiar
That mothers shall but smile when they behold
Their infants quarter'd with the hands of war;
All pity choked with custom of fell deeds:
And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge,
With Ate by his side come hot from hell,
Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice
Cry 'Havoc,' and let slip the dogs of war;
That this foul deed shall smell above the earth
With carrion men, groaning for burial.