-4.20
RedMoose927
Genstar Reloaded[GS.R]Angel Cartel
1d ago
Oct 18, 2025(0y)
Oct 18, 2026(183d)
Combat
Kills986
Losses234
Efficiency81%
ISK
Destroyed201.68b
Lost25.67b
ISK Eff.89%
Solo
Solo Kills64
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows242
Points1,071
Other
NPC Losses6
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day5.45
ActivityVery High
Gallente
Gallente
-4.20
RedMoose927
Last Active
1d ago
Birthday
Oct 18, 2025 (0 years old)
Next Birthday
Oct 18, 2026 (183 days)
Combat
Kills986
Losses234
Efficiency81%
Danger Ratio97%
ISK
Destroyed201.68b
Lost25.67b
ISK Efficiency89%
Balance+176.02b
Solo
Solo Kills64
Solo Ratio6%
Final Blows242
Points1,071
Other
NPC Losses6
NPC Loss Ratio3%
Avg Kills/Day5.45
ActivityVery High
Bio
FAFO
VERSE I — THE SHANTYMAN
Oh, I shipped aboard a Cynabal one dark and gloomy day,
With a cargo hold of Crash and a bounty left to pay,
The FC called "Align!" through the static and the rust,
"We ride for Curse tonight, boys — in the Angels we trust!"
CHORUS — ALL HANDS
Haul away! Haul away for Curse!
Every gate is a gamble, every jump could be worse!
Lock 'em up, heat the guns, let the warp disruptors bite —
We're the Angel Cartel and we own the bloody night!
VERSE II
There's a Venture on the d-scan, mining veldspar all alone,
His drones are out, his shield is thin, his corp-mates all have flown,
We dropped out at zero and we scrambled up his drive,
"Hand the ore across, son, if you want to warp alive!"
CHORUS — ALL HANDS
Haul away! Haul away for Curse!
Every gate is a gamble, every jump could be worse!
Lock 'em up, heat the guns, let the warp disruptors bite —
We're the Angel Cartel and we own the bloody night!
VERSE III
Now CONCORD doesn't reach us where the sec status runs red,
There's no law past the stargate, just the living and the dead,
We fly Dramiels on the roam and Machariels on the brawl,
And if Local starts to spike, boys, we'll fight 'em — hull and all!
CHORUS — ALL HANDS
Haul away! Haul away for Curse!
Every gate is a gamble, every jump could be worse!
Lock 'em up, heat the guns, let the warp disruptors bite —
We're the Angel Cartel and we own the bloody night!
VERSE IV — THE FINAL VERSE
So fill your cap boosters, lads, and overheat your guns,
We'll toast to Domination loot when all the killing's done,
From Utopia to Heaven and the Great Wildlands beyond,
Raise a glass of Quafe to the outlaws — to our bond!
FINAL CHORUS — ALL HANDS, FORTISSIMO
(Overload everything. No ammo left. No regrets.)
Haul away! Haul away for Curse!
Every gate is a gamble, every jump could be worse!
Lock 'em up, heat the guns, let the warp disruptors bite —
We're the Angel Cartel and we own the bloody night!
VERSE I — THE SHANTYMAN
Oh, I shipped aboard a Cynabal one dark and gloomy day,
With a cargo hold of Crash and a bounty left to pay,
The FC called "Align!" through the static and the rust,
"We ride for Curse tonight, boys — in the Angels we trust!"
CHORUS — ALL HANDS
Haul away! Haul away for Curse!
Every gate is a gamble, every jump could be worse!
Lock 'em up, heat the guns, let the warp disruptors bite —
We're the Angel Cartel and we own the bloody night!
VERSE II
There's a Venture on the d-scan, mining veldspar all alone,
His drones are out, his shield is thin, his corp-mates all have flown,
We dropped out at zero and we scrambled up his drive,
"Hand the ore across, son, if you want to warp alive!"
CHORUS — ALL HANDS
Haul away! Haul away for Curse!
Every gate is a gamble, every jump could be worse!
Lock 'em up, heat the guns, let the warp disruptors bite —
We're the Angel Cartel and we own the bloody night!
VERSE III
Now CONCORD doesn't reach us where the sec status runs red,
There's no law past the stargate, just the living and the dead,
We fly Dramiels on the roam and Machariels on the brawl,
And if Local starts to spike, boys, we'll fight 'em — hull and all!
CHORUS — ALL HANDS
Haul away! Haul away for Curse!
Every gate is a gamble, every jump could be worse!
Lock 'em up, heat the guns, let the warp disruptors bite —
We're the Angel Cartel and we own the bloody night!
VERSE IV — THE FINAL VERSE
So fill your cap boosters, lads, and overheat your guns,
We'll toast to Domination loot when all the killing's done,
From Utopia to Heaven and the Great Wildlands beyond,
Raise a glass of Quafe to the outlaws — to our bond!
FINAL CHORUS — ALL HANDS, FORTISSIMO
(Overload everything. No ammo left. No regrets.)
Haul away! Haul away for Curse!
Every gate is a gamble, every jump could be worse!
Lock 'em up, heat the guns, let the warp disruptors bite —
We're the Angel Cartel and we own the bloody night!
Dashboard
Stats
Kills340
Losses98
Efficiency78%
ISK Destroyed52.09b
ISK Lost13.62b
ISK Efficiency79%
Solo Kills14
Solo Losses19
NPC Losses2
Blob Factor8.47
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows85
Points425
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleMid Gang (340 kills)
Solo 3% Small 34% Mid 54% Fleet 9%
Avg Fleet: 8.5 Logi Pilot Bait (37x)
Targets (Alliances)
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