- Kills
- 290
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 47
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 99%
- ISK destroyed
- 220.72B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 290
- Losses
- 47
- Danger Ratio
- 72%
- Final Blows
- 10
- Points
- 290
ISK
- Destroyed
- 220.72B
- Lost
- 2.49B
- Balance
- +218.23B
- ISK Efficiency
- 99%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 2
- Solo Ratio
- 1%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 13
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 28%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt976.3K
Damage Ratio · 83%
Damage Taken203.5K
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
You blink, you loose that time for ever. You can't even be sure how long that blink lasted.
A moment, a thousand years. You can't even know for sure that what you see now is the same as what you saw before.
You can't. You think it is. You tell yourself that, convince yourself of that.
Just a continuation of everything you knew before. What you see is still there. Thats what you tell yourself. Thats the game of reassurance your mind plays. To keep things sane.
But think on that one blink - you've all known it - when all that you thought was real suddenly changes. From one side of the blink to the other side.
It comes with bad news. It comes with soul-plummeting grief. How long was that blink?
Gods below, it was a fucking eternity - Dust of Dreams by Steven Erikson.
A moment, a thousand years. You can't even know for sure that what you see now is the same as what you saw before.
You can't. You think it is. You tell yourself that, convince yourself of that.
Just a continuation of everything you knew before. What you see is still there. Thats what you tell yourself. Thats the game of reassurance your mind plays. To keep things sane.
But think on that one blink - you've all known it - when all that you thought was real suddenly changes. From one side of the blink to the other side.
It comes with bad news. It comes with soul-plummeting grief. How long was that blink?
Gods below, it was a fucking eternity - Dust of Dreams by Steven Erikson.