Caldari
Civire
-0.47
SmoothTavius
Last Active:
3 days ago
Birthday:
Sep 10, 2009 (16 years old)
Next Birthday:
Sep 10, 2026 (310 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
3,165
Losses
636
Efficiency
83.3%
Danger Ratio
83.3%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
437.74B ISK
ISK Lost
35.89B ISK
ISK Efficiency
92.4%
ISK Balance
401.85B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
833
Solo Losses
202
Solo Kill Ratio
26.3%
Solo Efficiency
80.5%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
19
NPC Loss Ratio
3.0
Avg. Kills/Day
0.5
Activity
Very High
Character Biography
An amarrian wearing Men's 'Crimson Harvest' Cap? Consider yourself an enemy of the state.
No shit, there I was. In the middle of Nothern Alaska doing research on the volcanic activity present there when my team and I came across a Kodiak bear. Hours into our OP, the bear charged, in the matter of seconds I found myself the last remaining field man alive.
I ran, I ran about 300 yards back to our tent, It is at our tent I went for my metal baseball bat i use for practice on my free time. I had the option of cowering in my tent like a little miss nancy, but the anger brewing inside me for that creature made me grow hair on my testicles much like the characteristics of steel wool and metal shavings wrapped in constatine wire. I picked up that bat, and went back to the massacure.
I stand, 10 foot from the bear. He stood 11Ft tall, weighing over 2000lbs equipped with massive 8 inch razor claws with a thick fur coat. I had within me the fury of the north star, and my metal baseball bat.
No shit, there I was. In the middle of Nothern Alaska doing research on the volcanic activity present there when my team and I came across a Kodiak bear. Hours into our OP, the bear charged, in the matter of seconds I found myself the last remaining field man alive.
I ran, I ran about 300 yards back to our tent, It is at our tent I went for my metal baseball bat i use for practice on my free time. I had the option of cowering in my tent like a little miss nancy, but the anger brewing inside me for that creature made me grow hair on my testicles much like the characteristics of steel wool and metal shavings wrapped in constatine wire. I picked up that bat, and went back to the massacure.
I stand, 10 foot from the bear. He stood 11Ft tall, weighing over 2000lbs equipped with massive 8 inch razor claws with a thick fur coat. I had within me the fury of the north star, and my metal baseball bat.