-6.60
- Kills
- 369
- +174 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 63
- +8 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 99%
- ISK destroyed
- 1.97T
- +130.59B in the last 90 days
- Activity
- High
- 1.9 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 369
- Losses
- 63
- Danger Ratio
- 86%
- Final Blows
- 147
- Points
- 251
ISK
- Destroyed
- 1.97T
- Lost
- 16.99B
- Balance
- +1.96T
- ISK Efficiency
- 99%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 137
- Solo Ratio
- 37%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 9
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 14%
- Activity
- High
Damage Dealt5.8M
Damage Ratio · 84%
Damage Taken1.1M
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
If you cross our paths once more
You’ll be stabbed down in a bloody mess
You’ve infected the whole city with the plague
So clear off—be gone with you!
When I look at you standing there
It makes me want to retch
No one here respects you anymore
For you reek strongly of shit
Yes, the whores go on strike
Whenever you’re back in town
You needn't grin so smugly
Or your head will pay the price
And if you step into the tavern
Everyone flees the benches
Yes, they curse and push away
What a loathsome lout
Even the rats in the gutter
Give you a wide berth
For you stink of vomit
So they flee from you too
Executioner, get the guillotine ready
The sight of you is worse
Than plague boils on the face
And you’ll likely live forever
For even Death doesn't want you
Your maw rots more foully
Than an old man's corpse
Your teeth are yellower
Than a whole cob of corn
That’s why you’ll never win
The favor of a fair maiden
And remain untouched forever
Like the depths of the frozen ice
And finally, you Beelzebub
In human form
I wish you, on your next ride
A broken leg and a broken neck
And I mean that quite seriously
If you cross our paths once more
You’ll be stabbed down in a bloody mess
You’ve infected the whole city with the plague
So clear off—be gone with you!
You’ll be stabbed down in a bloody mess
You’ve infected the whole city with the plague
So clear off—be gone with you!
When I look at you standing there
It makes me want to retch
No one here respects you anymore
For you reek strongly of shit
Yes, the whores go on strike
Whenever you’re back in town
You needn't grin so smugly
Or your head will pay the price
And if you step into the tavern
Everyone flees the benches
Yes, they curse and push away
What a loathsome lout
Even the rats in the gutter
Give you a wide berth
For you stink of vomit
So they flee from you too
Executioner, get the guillotine ready
The sight of you is worse
Than plague boils on the face
And you’ll likely live forever
For even Death doesn't want you
Your maw rots more foully
Than an old man's corpse
Your teeth are yellower
Than a whole cob of corn
That’s why you’ll never win
The favor of a fair maiden
And remain untouched forever
Like the depths of the frozen ice
And finally, you Beelzebub
In human form
I wish you, on your next ride
A broken leg and a broken neck
And I mean that quite seriously
If you cross our paths once more
You’ll be stabbed down in a bloody mess
You’ve infected the whole city with the plague
So clear off—be gone with you!