1.20
Filisimus
Apr 12, 2019
Nov 20, 2009(16y)
Nov 20, 2026(215d)
Combat
Kills483
Losses80
Efficiency86%
ISK
Destroyed374.65b
Lost18.22b
ISK Eff.95%
Solo
Solo Kills5
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows12
Points483
Other
NPC Losses1
NPC Loss Ratio1%
Avg Kills/Day0.08
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Sebiestor
1.20
Filisimus
Last Active
Apr 12, 2019
Birthday
Nov 20, 2009 (16 years old)
Next Birthday
Nov 20, 2026 (215 days)
Combat
Kills483
Losses80
Efficiency86%
Danger Ratio99%
ISK
Destroyed374.65b
Lost18.22b
ISK Efficiency95%
Balance+356.42b
Solo
Solo Kills5
Solo Ratio1%
Final Blows12
Points483
Other
NPC Losses1
NPC Loss Ratio1%
Avg Kills/Day0.08
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
Being a fleet logi
When to broadcast for reps
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Hello Basi my old friend. I've come to sit in you again. Because a broadcast softly creeping. Never appeared while I was fleeting. And the splosion that was planted in my brain. Still remains. On this grid of silence.
On restless fleets I repped alone In systems far away from home. 'Neath the halo of entosis links I pulsed my prop mod while the FC sings When my eyes were stabbed by a flash of a dazzling light That split the night And touched this grid of silence.
And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand corpses maybe more Pilots talking but not broadcasting FC's hearing without listening People bitching shit that Logi never cared No one dared Disturb the grid of silence
"Fools" said I, "You do not know Learn to broadcast before you blow Hear my words that I might teach you Take my reps that I might reach you" But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed on this grid of silence
And the people bowed and prayed To the Logi that they slayed And the repper gave out his warning In the words that he was forming And the chat said "The basics for you fleeting are written on the forum walls And training halls" And whispered on the grid of silence.
When to broadcast for reps
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Hello Basi my old friend. I've come to sit in you again. Because a broadcast softly creeping. Never appeared while I was fleeting. And the splosion that was planted in my brain. Still remains. On this grid of silence.
On restless fleets I repped alone In systems far away from home. 'Neath the halo of entosis links I pulsed my prop mod while the FC sings When my eyes were stabbed by a flash of a dazzling light That split the night And touched this grid of silence.
And in the naked light I saw Ten thousand corpses maybe more Pilots talking but not broadcasting FC's hearing without listening People bitching shit that Logi never cared No one dared Disturb the grid of silence
"Fools" said I, "You do not know Learn to broadcast before you blow Hear my words that I might teach you Take my reps that I might reach you" But my words like silent raindrops fell And echoed on this grid of silence
And the people bowed and prayed To the Logi that they slayed And the repper gave out his warning In the words that he was forming And the chat said "The basics for you fleeting are written on the forum walls And training halls" And whispered on the grid of silence.
Dashboard
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Losses0
Efficiency0%
ISK Destroyed0
ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
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