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Agent Rhode Island
Last Active:
4 days ago
Birthday:
Aug 17, 2024 (1 years old)
Next Birthday:
Aug 17, 2026 (285 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
0
Losses
5
Efficiency
0.0%
Danger Ratio
0.0%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
0 ISK
ISK Lost
683.79M ISK
ISK Efficiency
0.0%
ISK Balance
-683,788,668 ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
0
Solo Losses
5
Solo Kill Ratio
0%
Solo Efficiency
0.0%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
3
NPC Loss Ratio
60.0
Avg. Kills/Day
0.0
Activity
Minimal
Character Biography
Agent Rhode Island:
- Something Something Project Freelancer Reference...
- Really hate Halo. Irony.
- I HATE THE INTAKI!
"Even yet I do not know why the ocean holds such a fascination for me. But then, perhaps none of us can solve those things—they exist in defiance of all explanation. There are men, and wise men, who do not like the sea and its lapping surf on yellow shores; and they think us strange who love the mystery of the ancient and unending deep. Yet for me there is a haunting and inscrutable glamour in all the ocean’s moods. It is in the melancholy silver foam beneath the moon’s waxen corpse; it hovers over the silent and eternal waves that beat on naked shores; it is there when all is lifeless save for unknown shapes that glide through sombre depths. And when I behold the awesome billows surging in endless strength, there comes upon me an ecstasy akin to fear; so that I must abase myself before this mightiness, that I may not hate the clotted waters and their overwhelming beauty.
Vast and lonely is the ocean, and even as all things came from it, so shall they return thereto. In the shrouded depths of time none shall reign upon the earth, nor shall any motion be, save in the eternal waters. And these shall beat on dark shores in thunderous foam, though none shall remain in that dying world to watch the cold light of the enfeebled moon playing on the swirling tides and coarse-grained sand. On the deep’s margin shall rest only a stagnant foam, gathering about the shells and bones of perished shapes that dwelt within the waters. Silent, flabby things will toss and roll along empty shores, their sluggish life extinct. Then all shall be dark, for at last even the white moon on the distant waves shall wink out. Nothing shall be left, neither above nor below the sombre waters. And until that last millennium, as after it, the sea will thunder and toss throughout the dismal night."
- H.P. Lovecraft, The Night Ocean.
Little Notes:
- This quote is fitting for the shithole known as the Atlantic Ocean. Damn, do I love it.
- I ABSOLUTELY ABHORE PVP, still trying to get into it.
- PVE is where I strike out.
- MOGGING on ratlings since August 17th, 2024.
- Something Something Project Freelancer Reference...
- Really hate Halo. Irony.
- I HATE THE INTAKI!
"Even yet I do not know why the ocean holds such a fascination for me. But then, perhaps none of us can solve those things—they exist in defiance of all explanation. There are men, and wise men, who do not like the sea and its lapping surf on yellow shores; and they think us strange who love the mystery of the ancient and unending deep. Yet for me there is a haunting and inscrutable glamour in all the ocean’s moods. It is in the melancholy silver foam beneath the moon’s waxen corpse; it hovers over the silent and eternal waves that beat on naked shores; it is there when all is lifeless save for unknown shapes that glide through sombre depths. And when I behold the awesome billows surging in endless strength, there comes upon me an ecstasy akin to fear; so that I must abase myself before this mightiness, that I may not hate the clotted waters and their overwhelming beauty.
Vast and lonely is the ocean, and even as all things came from it, so shall they return thereto. In the shrouded depths of time none shall reign upon the earth, nor shall any motion be, save in the eternal waters. And these shall beat on dark shores in thunderous foam, though none shall remain in that dying world to watch the cold light of the enfeebled moon playing on the swirling tides and coarse-grained sand. On the deep’s margin shall rest only a stagnant foam, gathering about the shells and bones of perished shapes that dwelt within the waters. Silent, flabby things will toss and roll along empty shores, their sluggish life extinct. Then all shall be dark, for at last even the white moon on the distant waves shall wink out. Nothing shall be left, neither above nor below the sombre waters. And until that last millennium, as after it, the sea will thunder and toss throughout the dismal night."
- H.P. Lovecraft, The Night Ocean.
Little Notes:
- This quote is fitting for the shithole known as the Atlantic Ocean. Damn, do I love it.
- I ABSOLUTELY ABHORE PVP, still trying to get into it.
- PVE is where I strike out.
- MOGGING on ratlings since August 17th, 2024.