1.00Pilot
Zipporah Panala
CaldariDeteis
- Kills
- 54
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 44
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 48%
- ISK destroyed
- 24.72B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 54
- Losses
- 44
- Danger Ratio
- 93%
- Final Blows
- 18
- Points
- 47
ISK
- Destroyed
- 24.72B
- Lost
- 26.33B
- Balance
- -1.61B
- ISK Efficiency
- 48%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 4
- Solo Ratio
- 7%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 3
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 7%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt46.9M
Damage Ratio · 96%
Damage Taken2.1M
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
I'm bored of you already.
Fascist slave, you protestin' to get in a fuckin' look book
Everything I scribble's like The Anarchist Cookbook
(Look good, posing in a centerfold of Crook Book)
Black on black on black with a ski mask, that is my crook look
How you like my stylin', bruh? Ain't nobody stylin', bruh
'Bout to turn this mothafucka up like Riker's Island, bruh
Where my thuggers and my cripples and my bloodles and my brothers?
When you n----- gon' unite and kill the police, mothafuckas?
Or take over a jail, give those COs hell
The burnin' of the sulfur, God damn I love the smell
Like it's a pillow torchin', where the fuck the warden?
And when you find him, we don't kill him, we just waterboard him
We killin' 'em for freedom 'cause they tortured us for boredom
And even if some good ones die, fuck it, the Lord'll sort 'em
-- Killer Mike, Run the Jewels "Close Your Eyes (And Count to Fuck)"
Fascist slave, you protestin' to get in a fuckin' look book
Everything I scribble's like The Anarchist Cookbook
(Look good, posing in a centerfold of Crook Book)
Black on black on black with a ski mask, that is my crook look
How you like my stylin', bruh? Ain't nobody stylin', bruh
'Bout to turn this mothafucka up like Riker's Island, bruh
Where my thuggers and my cripples and my bloodles and my brothers?
When you n----- gon' unite and kill the police, mothafuckas?
Or take over a jail, give those COs hell
The burnin' of the sulfur, God damn I love the smell
Like it's a pillow torchin', where the fuck the warden?
And when you find him, we don't kill him, we just waterboard him
We killin' 'em for freedom 'cause they tortured us for boredom
And even if some good ones die, fuck it, the Lord'll sort 'em
-- Killer Mike, Run the Jewels "Close Your Eyes (And Count to Fuck)"