\U0001f525 I fly dangerous, haul reckless, and snack aggressively.

Born in the depths of nullsec and raised on station vending machines, I learned two things early in life: never trust local chat, and never undock without Hot Cheetos. The dust from my fingers has probably shorted out more keyboards than enemy fleets ever have.

I respect confidence, loyalty, and a strong appetite — in ships and in life. If you can tank a gate camp and demolish a family-size bag without flinching, we’ll get along just fine. Extra points if you understand that curves belong both on hull designs and in real life.

My cargo hold usually contains:

Nanite repair paste

Questionable loot

At least one crushed bag of spicy snacks

I don’t chase metas. I don’t chase drama. I chase ISK, explosions, and good vibes.

If you see me in space, wave.
If you see Cheeto dust on my pod interface… mind your business.

Fly spicy. \U0001f525