Minmatar
Sebiestor
-2.24
Sard Caid
Last Active:
over 2 years ago
Birthday:
Jul 7, 2006 (19 years old)
Next Birthday:
Jul 7, 2026 (300 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
8,304
Losses
1,671
Efficiency
83.2%
Danger Ratio
0.8%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
1391.94B ISK
ISK Lost
209.86B ISK
ISK Efficiency
86.9%
ISK Balance
1182.08B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
1,616
Solo Losses
435
Solo Kill Ratio
19.5%
Solo Efficiency
78.8%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
60
NPC Loss Ratio
3.6
Avg. Kills/Day
1.2
Activity
Low
Character Biography
Just here to have fun.
Microjump
And I can say that at the end of the eleven months that this investigation lasted, I was almost surprised that I had ever enjoyed anything other than those rare moments when the judge would lead me to the door of his office, slap me on the shoulder, and say to me cordially, "That's all for today, Monsieur Antichrist." > Albert Camus, The Stranger
If I were a younger man, I would write a history of human stupidity; and I would climb to the top of Mount McCabe and lie down on my back with my history for a pillow; and I would take from the ground some of the blue-white poison that makes statues of men; and I would make a statue of myself, lying on my back, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You Know Who. > Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle
Caroline Grace > because im T2 version of a woman, i wont blame you if i die with this
Microjump
And I can say that at the end of the eleven months that this investigation lasted, I was almost surprised that I had ever enjoyed anything other than those rare moments when the judge would lead me to the door of his office, slap me on the shoulder, and say to me cordially, "That's all for today, Monsieur Antichrist." > Albert Camus, The Stranger
If I were a younger man, I would write a history of human stupidity; and I would climb to the top of Mount McCabe and lie down on my back with my history for a pillow; and I would take from the ground some of the blue-white poison that makes statues of men; and I would make a statue of myself, lying on my back, grinning horribly, and thumbing my nose at You Know Who. > Kurt Vonnegut, Cat's Cradle
Caroline Grace > because im T2 version of a woman, i wont blame you if i die with this