Gallente
Jin-Mei
1.94
Thieving Monkey
Last Active:
26 days ago
Birthday:
Apr 27, 2008 (17 years old)
Next Birthday:
Apr 27, 2026 (228 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
1,187
Losses
37
Efficiency
97.0%
Danger Ratio
80.3%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
1635.63B ISK
ISK Lost
13.28B ISK
ISK Efficiency
99.2%
ISK Balance
1622.35B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
349
Solo Losses
12
Solo Kill Ratio
29.4%
Solo Efficiency
96.7%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
3
NPC Loss Ratio
8.1
Avg. Kills/Day
0.2
Activity
Very High
Character Biography
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"I wander through space with an ever shrinking fleet, in ever emptier systems, my bookmarks, pings, and safes like ghostly echoes of days long behind us."
~Kimsemus
"More than my wartarget" by Thieving Monkey
My waking hours spent contemplating this bond between us.
Memory of our last moment together, a red sun, burning softly,
Plays peekaboo through the gate. Intermittently eclipsed,
The crimson glare on my ship, flickers as we dance.
The delicate pitter-patter of my hail on your indelible armour,
Stirs delight in me even now. Thought awakens desire
To embrace you once more, with greater appreciation,
For I now know too well that this intimacy is fleeting.
Like a flare, a sharp, brilliant burst of light and heat,
Our passion ignites, our pulses quicken, as we await
That dreadful and delightful climax, arriving too soon,
Robbing us of time and love and hate and desire.
The longing persists. Burning. Unrelenting.
Compelling us to dance once more.
"I wander through space with an ever shrinking fleet, in ever emptier systems, my bookmarks, pings, and safes like ghostly echoes of days long behind us."
~Kimsemus
"More than my wartarget" by Thieving Monkey
My waking hours spent contemplating this bond between us.
Memory of our last moment together, a red sun, burning softly,
Plays peekaboo through the gate. Intermittently eclipsed,
The crimson glare on my ship, flickers as we dance.
The delicate pitter-patter of my hail on your indelible armour,
Stirs delight in me even now. Thought awakens desire
To embrace you once more, with greater appreciation,
For I now know too well that this intimacy is fleeting.
Like a flare, a sharp, brilliant burst of light and heat,
Our passion ignites, our pulses quicken, as we await
That dreadful and delightful climax, arriving too soon,
Robbing us of time and love and hate and desire.
The longing persists. Burning. Unrelenting.
Compelling us to dance once more.