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Kills
246
+28 in the last 90 days
Losses
102
+0 in the last 90 days
71%
Efficiency
ISK Efficiency 93%
ISK destroyed
552.40B
+71.22B in the last 90 days
Activity
Medium
0.3 kills/day · last 90 days

Combat Record

Career-long numbers from eve-kill

Combat

Kills
246
Losses
102
Danger Ratio
100%
Final Blows
38
Points
191

ISK

Destroyed
552.40B
Lost
38.93B
Balance
+513.47B
ISK Efficiency
93%

Solo

Solo Kills
2
Solo Ratio
1%
Avg Kills/Day
—

Other

NPC Losses
0
NPC Loss Ratio
0%
Activity
Medium
Damage Dealt1.1M
Damage Ratio · 21%
Damage Taken4.1M

Activity

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Matchups

Who they kill, who kills them, what they lose

Last 90d
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In-game bio

I really want to be Miss Diana's dog.

But Miss Diana said she liked cats, and I cried.

I know why I cry because I'm neither a dog nor a cat. Because I'm actually a mouse.

I never expected Miss Diana to like me. I understand that everyone likes cute dog or cat, who is a genius for making money. No one likes a wet and sick mouse.

But I still asked Miss Diana, "can I be your dog?"

I know I'm not destined to be a dog. But if she likes dogs, I can always look at her, even if she always holds a dog in her arms.

But she said she liked cats.

She is still looking at me and making me happy because the cat hasn't appeared yet. Only my mouse creeps out of the hole every day and looks at her from a distance.

When her favorite cat comes, I should roll back to my hole.

But I still like her very much. Can she look at me more when I'm still with her?

Miss Diana said that she would spend the next Christmas eve with everyone. I don't know who you mean. I hope this collection can swallow me once.



Cat is still afraid of Miss Diana.

I'll go and get the cat she loves.

If I'm not careful, I'll die.

At that time, Miss Diana would probably pack up my body and throw it outside the door.

Then I'll be a bag of rat strips, hee hee.

I hope she can throw me closer, because I still like her. I'll always like it.



My soul looked inside through the window. The bell was ringing gently. Miss Diana leaned lazily on the sofa, and the orange cat who performed very docile sat on her shoulder. The fire from the fireplace shone on her face, and my frozen heart was slightly hot in the wind.


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