- Kills
- 0
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 0
- +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
- 0
- Danger Ratio
- 0%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
ISK
- Destroyed
- 0
- Lost
- 0
- Balance
- +0
- ISK Efficiency
- 0%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
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 here to mine rocks and kick ass... and I'm all outta drones."
A washed-up capsuleer with a bad attitude and an even worse hangover, Puke Sukem blasts his way through asteroid belts and gas fields like a one-man wrecking crew. With a hold full of Kernite and a cargo full of grudges, he's got a mining laser in one hand and a missile launcher in the other—just in case some punk thinks they can muscle in on his ore.
Some pilots fear ship loss. Puke Sukem treats it like a damn subscription service. Every ship is a rental, paid in full with fire and debris. From humble Ventures to a battlecruiser that didn’t make it past its warranty period, he's lost more metal than some corps even own. If there’s a way to go down swinging, he's already done it—and done it twice just to make sure.
Mining? Until something bigger notices. Fleet fights? Until he's the last one holding tackle on something he really shouldn't be tackling. Gas huffing? Until a roaming gang decides it's eviction time. Every time he undocks, some insurance rep starts sweating, and somewhere in New Eden, a wreckfield gets a little bit bigger.
A legend in his own mind, Puke Sukem is the hero New Eden neither asked for nor deserved... but he showed up anyway.
A washed-up capsuleer with a bad attitude and an even worse hangover, Puke Sukem blasts his way through asteroid belts and gas fields like a one-man wrecking crew. With a hold full of Kernite and a cargo full of grudges, he's got a mining laser in one hand and a missile launcher in the other—just in case some punk thinks they can muscle in on his ore.
Some pilots fear ship loss. Puke Sukem treats it like a damn subscription service. Every ship is a rental, paid in full with fire and debris. From humble Ventures to a battlecruiser that didn’t make it past its warranty period, he's lost more metal than some corps even own. If there’s a way to go down swinging, he's already done it—and done it twice just to make sure.
Mining? Until something bigger notices. Fleet fights? Until he's the last one holding tackle on something he really shouldn't be tackling. Gas huffing? Until a roaming gang decides it's eviction time. Every time he undocks, some insurance rep starts sweating, and somewhere in New Eden, a wreckfield gets a little bit bigger.
A legend in his own mind, Puke Sukem is the hero New Eden neither asked for nor deserved... but he showed up anyway.