Minmatar
Vherokior
4.42
MOCOON
Last Active:
over 9 years ago
Birthday:
Oct 5, 2010 (15 years old)
Next Birthday:
Oct 5, 2026 (334 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
1,902
Losses
126
Efficiency
93.8%
Danger Ratio
0.9%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
657.69B ISK
ISK Lost
5.14B ISK
ISK Efficiency
99.2%
ISK Balance
652.55B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
23
Solo Losses
49
Solo Kill Ratio
1.2%
Solo Efficiency
31.9%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
13
NPC Loss Ratio
10.3
Avg. Kills/Day
0.3
Activity
Low
Character Biography
EVE PIRATE RADIO DJ
Bring Da Ruckus
Look at your ship. Now back at mine. Now at your ship. Now back at mine. Sadly, your ship doesn't look like mine. But it could be more visually pleasing immortilized as a killmail on my killboard. Look down, back up. Where are you? You are in a station, with your pod and the clone you started the game with. What's that you have? Back at me, I have it, its a wreck with those modules you love. Now look again, the modules are now sold. Everything is possible when your getting blown up for reading my bio and not your overview. Swan dive!
Playing Minmatar is like being pushed down the stairs duct taped to an office chair while firing an uzi in each hand.
[23:40:01] Junulien > *Junulien turns, walks slowly down the hall, falls on his face, and swears loudly before rolling out the door*
Bring Da Ruckus
Look at your ship. Now back at mine. Now at your ship. Now back at mine. Sadly, your ship doesn't look like mine. But it could be more visually pleasing immortilized as a killmail on my killboard. Look down, back up. Where are you? You are in a station, with your pod and the clone you started the game with. What's that you have? Back at me, I have it, its a wreck with those modules you love. Now look again, the modules are now sold. Everything is possible when your getting blown up for reading my bio and not your overview. Swan dive!
Playing Minmatar is like being pushed down the stairs duct taped to an office chair while firing an uzi in each hand.
[23:40:01] Junulien > *Junulien turns, walks slowly down the hall, falls on his face, and swears loudly before rolling out the door*