0.00Pilot
Aellith
CaldariAchura
- Kills
- 55
- +41 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 4
- +4 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 59%
- ISK destroyed
- 20.15B
- +11.94B in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Medium
- 0.5 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 55
- Losses
- 4
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 7
- Points
- 36
ISK
- Destroyed
- 20.15B
- Lost
- 13.75B
- Balance
- +6.41B
- ISK Efficiency
- 59%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Medium
Damage Dealt15.5M
Damage Ratio · 80%
Damage Taken4.0M
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
All hail Bob: father, son, and magnificent bastard of wormholes.
Let us play in your garden so we can keep you entertained with our sacrifice.
Then for you we slaughter our enemies as ourselves, because only you find joy in all the wrecks that shall be on your intergalactic D-scan.
In your wisdom rests chaos, and in your heart rages war.
And forgive us our cursing as we forgive you the upwards deviation.
So lead us to glorious gudfites so we don't turn into lowsec bittervets.
In the end, we may call your garden our haven, our sanctuary, a place where the only logical answer even in the darkest of days was and always will be, 'this feature is working as intended'.
As you will be our master and our destroyer for all anoikis.
Please bless our doctrines, and may you keep us away from the endless class 4 chains, so we can always find eviction targets.
So when the weapons cool down and the wrecks have been salvaged, only one thought remains: praise be Bob.
Let us play in your garden so we can keep you entertained with our sacrifice.
Then for you we slaughter our enemies as ourselves, because only you find joy in all the wrecks that shall be on your intergalactic D-scan.
In your wisdom rests chaos, and in your heart rages war.
And forgive us our cursing as we forgive you the upwards deviation.
So lead us to glorious gudfites so we don't turn into lowsec bittervets.
In the end, we may call your garden our haven, our sanctuary, a place where the only logical answer even in the darkest of days was and always will be, 'this feature is working as intended'.
As you will be our master and our destroyer for all anoikis.
Please bless our doctrines, and may you keep us away from the endless class 4 chains, so we can always find eviction targets.
So when the weapons cool down and the wrecks have been salvaged, only one thought remains: praise be Bob.