Gallente
Intaki
-8.55
Fabulous Andy
Last Active:
over 4 years ago
Birthday:
Dec 10, 2013 (11 years old)
Next Birthday:
Dec 10, 2025 (89 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
1,463
Losses
3,210
Efficiency
31.3%
Danger Ratio
0.3%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
7760.84B ISK
ISK Lost
82.56B ISK
ISK Efficiency
98.9%
ISK Balance
7678.28B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
142
Solo Losses
1,745
Solo Kill Ratio
9.7%
Solo Efficiency
7.5%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
2,237
NPC Loss Ratio
69.7
Avg. Kills/Day
0.3
Activity
Low
Character Biography
Little Andy's all alone, Spent all his money on blow!
But he can follow you home
if you've got money to loan
We can keep it on the low
and nobody has to know
except my followers, though;
I'm tweeting it to them now!
Give me a twenty, baby!
Let's make it forty, or
how 'bout a hundred, baby?
I'll be your little whore
Give me a twenty, baby!
Just give me something, though
If you've got nothing for me,
then I'll just have to go
YOU'RE REALLY NOT THAT IMPRESSIVE
MAYBE IF YOU GAVE ME MONEY
YOU'D EARN EXTRA CREDIT
AND START TO MAYBE LOOK BETTER
X X XTRA CREDIT
X X XTRA CREDIT
X X XTRA CREDIT
X X XTRA CREDIT
Guys like you really depend
on second impressions
'Cos I don't like what I see
It's kind of frightening me
I can't look at your face
It's really such a disgrace
I wish you would go away
But money would make me stay
Give me a twenty, baby!
Let's make it forty, or
enough to buy a blindfold
I'll be your little
But he can follow you home
if you've got money to loan
We can keep it on the low
and nobody has to know
except my followers, though;
I'm tweeting it to them now!
Give me a twenty, baby!
Let's make it forty, or
how 'bout a hundred, baby?
I'll be your little whore
Give me a twenty, baby!
Just give me something, though
If you've got nothing for me,
then I'll just have to go
YOU'RE REALLY NOT THAT IMPRESSIVE
MAYBE IF YOU GAVE ME MONEY
YOU'D EARN EXTRA CREDIT
AND START TO MAYBE LOOK BETTER
X X XTRA CREDIT
X X XTRA CREDIT
X X XTRA CREDIT
X X XTRA CREDIT
Guys like you really depend
on second impressions
'Cos I don't like what I see
It's kind of frightening me
I can't look at your face
It's really such a disgrace
I wish you would go away
But money would make me stay
Give me a twenty, baby!
Let's make it forty, or
enough to buy a blindfold
I'll be your little