3.66
A CARDBOARDBOX Paxboxrocks
Jun 3, 2017
Jun 1, 2017(8y)
Jun 1, 2026(42d)
Combat
Kills0
Losses11
Efficiency0%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost1.16b
ISK Eff.0%
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio18%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
Minmatar
Sebiestor
3.66
A CARDBOARDBOX Paxboxrocks
Last Active
Jun 3, 2017
Birthday
Jun 1, 2017 (8 years old)
Next Birthday
Jun 1, 2026 (42 days)
Combat
Kills0
Losses11
Efficiency0%
Danger Ratio82%
ISK
Destroyed0
Lost1.16b
ISK Efficiency0%
Balance-1164725024
Solo
Solo Kills0
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows0
Points0
Other
NPC Losses2
NPC Loss Ratio18%
Avg Kills/Day0.00
ActivityInactive
No data available
Bio
The Great Cardboard Cosmic CaperIn a quiet suburban garage, a sentient cardboard box named Cardbgord Box—yep, that’s his name, thanks to a typo on his Amazon Prime label—dreamed of the stars. Cardbgord wasn’t your average box; he was sturdy, double-walled, and had a wild imagination fueled by sci-fi reruns streaming through a cracked tablet left inside him. His destiny? To captain the SS Meowtiverse, a spaceship he’d crafted from duct tape, tinfoil, and sheer cardboard charisma, with a crew of eight neighborhood cats who’d mistaken him for a cozy napping spot.One moonlit night, Cardbgord, sporting a Sharpie-drawn control panel, declared, “Felines, we’re off to explore the cosmos!” His crew—Whiskers (the grumpy tabby navigator), Paws McFluffy (the snack-obsessed engineer), Mittens (the self-proclaimed “purr-ime” minister), and five other cats too busy licking themselves to care—lazily agreed. The SS Meowtiverse was a masterpiece: a cardboard cube with bottle-cap thrusters, a laser pointer for navigation, and a litter box “waste recycling system” that Paws swore doubled as a warp drive.With a dramatic whoosh (provided by Cardbgord’s falsetto), the ship “blasted off” from the garage, wobbling into the starry void—or at least the backyard, which looked cosmic enough under the sprinklers’ mist. Their mission? To find the fabled Planet of Eternal Treats, rumored to have rivers of tuna gravy and mountains of catnip.Trouble struck when Whiskers, plotting their course with a yarn ball, accidentally sent them toward the Dog Star (Sirius, naturally). A fleet of holographic chihuahuas appeared, barking through the ship’s “comms” (an old walkie-talkie taped inside). Cardbgord, flapping his flaps heroically, rallied the cats: “Crew, deploy the laser pointer defense!” Mittens, in a rare moment of focus, batted the pointer’s red dot across the ship’s tinfoil hull, dazzling the chihuahuas into a yapping retreat.Next, they hit a “black hole” (the neighbor’s koi pond, suspiciously vortex-like). Paws McFluffy, munching on a stolen Goldfish cracker, suggested using the litter box warp drive. Cardbgord hesitated—nobody had tested the thing—but with the crew chanting “Tuna! Tuna!” he flipped the switch (a paperclip). The ship vibrated, the cats yowled, and poof—they landed in a field of dandelions, which Whiskers insisted was the Planet of Eternal Treats. “Look, organic catnip!” he meowed, r
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Efficiency0%
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ISK Lost0
ISK Efficiency0%
Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
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