- Kills
- 2,718
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 43
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 100%
- ISK destroyed
- 3.56T
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 2,718
- Losses
- 43
- Danger Ratio
- 91%
- Final Blows
- 194
- Points
- 2,718
ISK
- Destroyed
- 3.56T
- Lost
- 14.66B
- Balance
- +3.55T
- ISK Efficiency
- 100%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 23
- Solo Ratio
- 1%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 4
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 9%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt47.1M
Damage Ratio · 95%
Damage Taken2.6M
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
About Mitochondrions
FELLOW TRAVELLER
Speak softly! Deep inside our cells
A stealthy, alien spirit dwells;
Silently she weaves and bobs
Performing needful household jobs:
Finding her special niche in
Our fiery metabolic kitchen;
Keeping entropy at bay
By cranking cycles night and day.
Yet seldom does she ever burn us
Despite her all-consuming furnace.
Her origins? Germs, we suppose.
Her purposes? God only knows.
Her destiny's with ours entwined;
The endosymbiotic bind.
Eukaryotes fancy themselves adaptive
Regarding her a slave - a captive;
While we evolved as truth-unravellers,
Potential astronautic travellers,
She and her cohorts used humanity
(Allowing us our hubric vanity),
They energized our mind, and ran it
To exit from this dying planet,
And hijacked us to be their taxi
Hitch-hiking to another galaxy:
Impelling us to wander on
The starship 'Mitochondrion'.
Ourselves the vehicles, within
Which ride our organellar kin.
Thus, mankind's simply Nature's way
To transmigrate mt-DNA
By W.C. McMurray
FELLOW TRAVELLER
Speak softly! Deep inside our cells
A stealthy, alien spirit dwells;
Silently she weaves and bobs
Performing needful household jobs:
Finding her special niche in
Our fiery metabolic kitchen;
Keeping entropy at bay
By cranking cycles night and day.
Yet seldom does she ever burn us
Despite her all-consuming furnace.
Her origins? Germs, we suppose.
Her purposes? God only knows.
Her destiny's with ours entwined;
The endosymbiotic bind.
Eukaryotes fancy themselves adaptive
Regarding her a slave - a captive;
While we evolved as truth-unravellers,
Potential astronautic travellers,
She and her cohorts used humanity
(Allowing us our hubric vanity),
They energized our mind, and ran it
To exit from this dying planet,
And hijacked us to be their taxi
Hitch-hiking to another galaxy:
Impelling us to wander on
The starship 'Mitochondrion'.
Ourselves the vehicles, within
Which ride our organellar kin.
Thus, mankind's simply Nature's way
To transmigrate mt-DNA
By W.C. McMurray