In the cold dark of New Eden, most pilots cling to their ISK like it's their last breath. They fear the flash of a cyno; they tremble at the overheat. They have forgotten the ultimate truth: DYING IS THE SOLUTION.
I don't just accept the wreck—I crave it. Every hull I sacrifice is a gift to the capsuleer economy and a testament to the fact that I am living, while you are merely docking.
Gank me, spank me, make me explode... I love it! A Red Killboard is the only honest diary in the cluster. We explode so the markets may thrive!
POST-WRECKAGE CARE INSTRUCTIONS:
If you are reading this, you have likely just turned my ship into a cloud of expanding plasma. Congratulations! While you loot the modules, you may find a shivering Pug or a pulsing Fedo in the wreckage. Please observe the following:
Do Not Panic: The Fedo’s scent is not "rotten meat," it is the smell of victory.
Feeding: Pugs require treats; Fedos require your ship's organic waste. If you run out of waste, the Fedo will begin eating your seat cushions. Let it.
Socialization: Do not separate the Pug and the Fedo. They have formed a collective consciousness based on heavy breathing and skin folds.
Disposal: If they become too much for you, please eject them near a busy trade hub. They enjoy the view of the traffic. (at least the Pug will)
Dashboard
Stats
Kills60
Losses20
Efficiency75%
ISK Destroyed28.60b
ISK Lost33.82b
ISK Efficiency46%
Solo Kills7
Solo Losses5
NPC Losses2
Blob Factor10.98
Active TimezoneEUTZ
Final Blows18
Points60
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleMid Gang (42 kills)
Solo 10% Small 19% Mid 71%
Avg Fleet: 7.8 Capital Pilot Cyno Alt (1 deaths) Bait (2x)