- Kills
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 1
- +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
- 1
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 22K
- Balance
- -22K
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt0
Damage Ratio · 0%
Damage Taken455
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
It's funny, isn't it?
We simple human creatures need only a few things, desire a few things more. Tiny, tiny things; simplistic, yet our pursuit of them can shatter planets and destroy stars. The need to survive: food, sleep, security. The desire for companionship: friends, family, lovers. We describe them so succiently, yet struggle to grasp hold of even one of them.
What would you do if all them were presented to you? Each little thing made yours, a place in the world just for you, no questions, no worries. Your own place, with everything you need and desire.
Sounds boring, doesn't it?
I mean, why put away all those worries and fears? What would you do without being up all night, worrying, worrying, worrying? Always on the edge, wondering what tomorrow will bring, hoping for that big break. Why ever go somewhere that answers those questions?
That's the funny thing, my dear. We both know what you want, but you're afraid to take it.
It's right there, waiting for you.
We simple human creatures need only a few things, desire a few things more. Tiny, tiny things; simplistic, yet our pursuit of them can shatter planets and destroy stars. The need to survive: food, sleep, security. The desire for companionship: friends, family, lovers. We describe them so succiently, yet struggle to grasp hold of even one of them.
What would you do if all them were presented to you? Each little thing made yours, a place in the world just for you, no questions, no worries. Your own place, with everything you need and desire.
Sounds boring, doesn't it?
I mean, why put away all those worries and fears? What would you do without being up all night, worrying, worrying, worrying? Always on the edge, wondering what tomorrow will bring, hoping for that big break. Why ever go somewhere that answers those questions?
That's the funny thing, my dear. We both know what you want, but you're afraid to take it.
It's right there, waiting for you.