Gallente
Intaki
5.00
Last Active:
over 9 years ago
Birthday:
Dec 23, 2007 (17 years old)
Next Birthday:
Dec 23, 2025 (102 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
22
Losses
57
Efficiency
27.8%
Danger Ratio
0.3%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
1.59B ISK
ISK Lost
13.64B ISK
ISK Efficiency
10.4%
ISK Balance
-12,055,878,373 ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
0
Solo Losses
37
Solo Kill Ratio
0.0%
Solo Efficiency
0.0%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
1
NPC Loss Ratio
1.8
Avg. Kills/Day
0.0
Activity
Minimal
Character Biography
It's not my fault that I can't get my crap together. After all, my fecal collector is broken.
Everything I really need to know, I learned in Eve
Share everything, but limit corporate access. Play fair. Don't shoot people (unless they're red or yellow).
Don't take things that aren't yours (or you'll go suspect and get blown up).
Live a balanced life. Mine some, mission some, Indy some, PVP some and don't forget your PI.
When you go out in the universe, watch out for gankers, hold hands, and stay in fleet.
Remember the little seed in the styrofoam cup: the roots go down and the PLEX goes up and no one knows why.
Do your best. Always. Never give up.
Goldfish and hampsters and white mice and reds and even the little seed in the styrofoam cup -- they all die. But not us; we got clones.
And then then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned -- the biggest word of all -- Oh F__k!
Don't whine, pilot.
Everything I really need to know, I learned in Eve
Share everything, but limit corporate access. Play fair. Don't shoot people (unless they're red or yellow).
Don't take things that aren't yours (or you'll go suspect and get blown up).
Live a balanced life. Mine some, mission some, Indy some, PVP some and don't forget your PI.
When you go out in the universe, watch out for gankers, hold hands, and stay in fleet.
Remember the little seed in the styrofoam cup: the roots go down and the PLEX goes up and no one knows why.
Do your best. Always. Never give up.
Goldfish and hampsters and white mice and reds and even the little seed in the styrofoam cup -- they all die. But not us; we got clones.
And then then remember the Dick-and-Jane books and the first word you learned -- the biggest word of all -- Oh F__k!
Don't whine, pilot.