- 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
Day 1
Another dull instructor. At least this one has the excuse of being a robot. Looking forward to talking to the Agent tomorrow, perhaps she won't be an idiot.
Day 2
Got sent all over the empire. Learned to play bridge against the ship computer. It won, every time. I think I need a hobby. At least the money is easy. I think I'll have to continue my studies if I ever want to end up in a ship where the computer can run something entertaining. I hear there's even multiplayer games, if your comm system is good enough.
Day 3
Was asked to kill an unmanned drone and witnesses for the glory of the Caldari and all that. I assumed this meant there would be witnesses. There weren't. What a let down.
Day 4
Was attacked by terrorists while carrying someone else's shopping home. Decided if I didn't get to use these shiny new missiles yesterday, I might as well take advantage of today's opportunity.
Day 5
Was finally able to afford a new ship! It still can't play any decent games, but at least it can launch a bunch of missiles at once. A fair trade.
Day 6
Sat on the control panel while eating lunch and accidentally hailed a passerby. Offered me long term employment, which sounds rather attractive compared to the mercenary work I've been getting. Waiting for the application to go through... I seem to do a lot of that lately. Waiting, that is.
Day 7
Joined a corporation today. Seemed like it would be beneficial, until I learned that their operating hours were completely opposite my sleep cycle. I thought about changing them, but the ship's medical computer warned me against adverse side effects. On the plus side, free guns!
Day 8
Sick. You'd think living in a pod would be a good way to avoid the common cold, but that bugger still manages to find it's way in time and again. Debated uncrating some of the uranium in the hold, just to sterilize the place. Fortunately, common sense intervened.
Day 9
Went sightseeing through Amarr space. Attractive styling, though ineffiecient. I can't help buy laugh at the aerodynamic lines, though the silliness wasn't enough to discourage me from buying this fast runabout I found on sale. The control systems were a little unfamiliar, but it was easy to adjust.
Time Passes Uselessly
The government once again proves that "freelancer" is synonymous with "lying weasel". At least that's the impression I get every time taxes have to be submitted. You'd think concord would have done something to simplify the process, but no, it's still a seperate forms for damn near everything. The state provided AI helps, but if you follow it's advice you end up paying twice as much as you should. It's enough to make me want to go out and kill some pirates, just to relieve the frustration. That is, if I didn't have to report the bounty as income...
Day 19
Finally! Back to some real work. Decided to try mining, after hearing how profitable it can be over the comm. Should have known it'd require a larger ship than I have to make any real money. Wasn't even any time to catch up on my reading, what with having to constantly shuttle rocks back to the station. A million ISK worth of equipment, and what do I use it for? Moving rocks. Not as exciting as I would have hoped for, actually.
Day 375
Damn, I knew I should have never trusted that new ship dealer when he said all my data would transfer seamlessly. Not only did I lose my collection of antique music recordings, but the only journal entries I still have are from a year old backup. I just need to keep telling myself, it's a miracle all this technology works at all.
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Another dull instructor. At least this one has the excuse of being a robot. Looking forward to talking to the Agent tomorrow, perhaps she won't be an idiot.
Day 2
Got sent all over the empire. Learned to play bridge against the ship computer. It won, every time. I think I need a hobby. At least the money is easy. I think I'll have to continue my studies if I ever want to end up in a ship where the computer can run something entertaining. I hear there's even multiplayer games, if your comm system is good enough.
Day 3
Was asked to kill an unmanned drone and witnesses for the glory of the Caldari and all that. I assumed this meant there would be witnesses. There weren't. What a let down.
Day 4
Was attacked by terrorists while carrying someone else's shopping home. Decided if I didn't get to use these shiny new missiles yesterday, I might as well take advantage of today's opportunity.
Day 5
Was finally able to afford a new ship! It still can't play any decent games, but at least it can launch a bunch of missiles at once. A fair trade.
Day 6
Sat on the control panel while eating lunch and accidentally hailed a passerby. Offered me long term employment, which sounds rather attractive compared to the mercenary work I've been getting. Waiting for the application to go through... I seem to do a lot of that lately. Waiting, that is.
Day 7
Joined a corporation today. Seemed like it would be beneficial, until I learned that their operating hours were completely opposite my sleep cycle. I thought about changing them, but the ship's medical computer warned me against adverse side effects. On the plus side, free guns!
Day 8
Sick. You'd think living in a pod would be a good way to avoid the common cold, but that bugger still manages to find it's way in time and again. Debated uncrating some of the uranium in the hold, just to sterilize the place. Fortunately, common sense intervened.
Day 9
Went sightseeing through Amarr space. Attractive styling, though ineffiecient. I can't help buy laugh at the aerodynamic lines, though the silliness wasn't enough to discourage me from buying this fast runabout I found on sale. The control systems were a little unfamiliar, but it was easy to adjust.
Time Passes Uselessly
The government once again proves that "freelancer" is synonymous with "lying weasel". At least that's the impression I get every time taxes have to be submitted. You'd think concord would have done something to simplify the process, but no, it's still a seperate forms for damn near everything. The state provided AI helps, but if you follow it's advice you end up paying twice as much as you should. It's enough to make me want to go out and kill some pirates, just to relieve the frustration. That is, if I didn't have to report the bounty as income...
Day 19
Finally! Back to some real work. Decided to try mining, after hearing how profitable it can be over the comm. Should have known it'd require a larger ship than I have to make any real money. Wasn't even any time to catch up on my reading, what with having to constantly shuttle rocks back to the station. A million ISK worth of equipment, and what do I use it for? Moving rocks. Not as exciting as I would have hoped for, actually.
Day 375
Damn, I knew I should have never trusted that new ship dealer when he said all my data would transfer seamlessly. Not only did I lose my collection of antique music recordings, but the only journal entries I still have are from a year old backup. I just need to keep telling myself, it's a miracle all this technology works at all.
#$@#!+)@$*+)!(&+&!#^(#$&!+)&*+)#(!@$&%#+()!#&$*()@*#$+)!^+!#&%(_#&$)@!(*#_@$&*_(&!@%(_!#$&_@#*_)&*_(#&%(@!#@*)&_%(*)!$#&@_#&*_(!@#***#@#@$%*(#$*#@$*#@*$(@#$*(@#$