Gallente
Gallente
-1.34
penny Lafisques
Last Active:
almost 7 years ago
Birthday:
Mar 31, 2013 (12 years old)
Next Birthday:
Mar 31, 2026 (200 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
2,692
Losses
150
Efficiency
94.7%
Danger Ratio
0.9%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
5761.62B ISK
ISK Lost
11.41B ISK
ISK Efficiency
99.8%
ISK Balance
5750.22B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
4
Solo Losses
52
Solo Kill Ratio
0.1%
Solo Efficiency
7.1%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
11
NPC Loss Ratio
7.3
Avg. Kills/Day
0.6
Activity
Low
Character Biography
Tax his land,
Tax his bed,
Tax the table,
At which he's fed.
Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes
Are the rule.
Tax his work,
Tax his pay,
He works for
peanuts anyway!
Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.
Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt,
Tax his work,
Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars,
Tax his beers,
If he cries
Tax his tears.
Tax his car,
Tax his gas,
Find other ways
To tax his ass.
Tax all he has
Then let him know
That you won't be done
Till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers;
Then tax him some more,
Tax him till
He's good and sore.
Then tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the sod in
Which he's laid...
Put these words
upon his tomb,
'Taxes drove me
to my doom...'
When he's gone,
Do not relax,
It's time to apply
The inheritance tax!
Tax his bed,
Tax the table,
At which he's fed.
Tax his tractor,
Tax his mule,
Teach him taxes
Are the rule.
Tax his work,
Tax his pay,
He works for
peanuts anyway!
Tax his cow,
Tax his goat,
Tax his pants,
Tax his coat.
Tax his ties,
Tax his shirt,
Tax his work,
Tax his dirt.
Tax his tobacco,
Tax his drink,
Tax him if he tries to think.
Tax his cigars,
Tax his beers,
If he cries
Tax his tears.
Tax his car,
Tax his gas,
Find other ways
To tax his ass.
Tax all he has
Then let him know
That you won't be done
Till he has no dough.
When he screams and hollers;
Then tax him some more,
Tax him till
He's good and sore.
Then tax his coffin,
Tax his grave,
Tax the sod in
Which he's laid...
Put these words
upon his tomb,
'Taxes drove me
to my doom...'
When he's gone,
Do not relax,
It's time to apply
The inheritance tax!