- Kills
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 0%
- ISK destroyed
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 0
- Losses
- 0
- Danger Ratio
- 0%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 0
- Balance
- +0
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Activity
What they fly, where they fight, latest kills and losses
Most Valuable
The priciest kills in the window
Matchups
Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose
Last 90d
Killed
Killed By
Hulls LostLosses broken down by hull class.
In-game bio
I am - Just Minmatar - yet what I am. No one cares. Why Should they.
My friends forsake me like a memory lost - They could not handle Eve.
I am the self-consumer of my woes. No one else to comsume me I am cloned.
I come and go the same each time. I am a clone.
Shadows of Black Skin. I am alone
And yet I am. Always here. Always alive. Even after death. I am Clone.
Into the nothingness of space and emptiness,
Into the living sea of stars with Asteroid Rock.
Where there is neither sense of feeling or life.
But the vast shipwrecks that litters space at War.
Even the places that I loved the best. They look for me.
Those Pirates who are merely pests.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod.
Each system a special place to move through.
To gaze upon its wonders and access the wealth within.
Until Trouble, Pirates galore, make all those things I bought
Double in price as they are destroyed for naught.
But pleasure and woeful gain, gone as soon as its spent.
Yet I am. I am Clone. I am - Just Minmatar - yet what am I?
No one cares. Why Should they. Just Travelling through.
One space at a time. One time in Space.
I am just a Minmatar.
Just a Clone.
I Am.
My friends forsake me like a memory lost - They could not handle Eve.
I am the self-consumer of my woes. No one else to comsume me I am cloned.
I come and go the same each time. I am a clone.
Shadows of Black Skin. I am alone
And yet I am. Always here. Always alive. Even after death. I am Clone.
Into the nothingness of space and emptiness,
Into the living sea of stars with Asteroid Rock.
Where there is neither sense of feeling or life.
But the vast shipwrecks that litters space at War.
Even the places that I loved the best. They look for me.
Those Pirates who are merely pests.
I long for scenes where man hath never trod.
Each system a special place to move through.
To gaze upon its wonders and access the wealth within.
Until Trouble, Pirates galore, make all those things I bought
Double in price as they are destroyed for naught.
But pleasure and woeful gain, gone as soon as its spent.
Yet I am. I am Clone. I am - Just Minmatar - yet what am I?
No one cares. Why Should they. Just Travelling through.
One space at a time. One time in Space.
I am just a Minmatar.
Just a Clone.
I Am.