- Kills
- 416
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 121
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 92%
- ISK destroyed
- 171.40B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 416
- Losses
- 121
- Danger Ratio
- 83%
- Final Blows
- 6
- Points
- 416
ISK
- Destroyed
- 171.40B
- Lost
- 14.37B
- Balance
- +157.03B
- ISK Efficiency
- 92%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 3
- Solo Ratio
- 1%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 21
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 17%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt3.9M
Damage Ratio · 85%
Damage Taken681.0K
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
The common wisdom among scholars holds that corporations in New Eden are born for two reasons, the pursuit of profit or the pursuit of violence. Makers defies this tidy dichotomy. Our origin lay not in bloodlust or greed but in the quiet ambition of manufacturing. We imagined a life spent turning minerals into marvels, building ships and stations to bring order and usefulness to the stars.
Experience, however, delivered a harsher truth. Every structure in space eventually explodes. We did not need peer review to reach this conclusion since our own factories became the evidence. Production lines turned into fields of wrecks, and supply chains dissolved into clouds of debris. From these repeated lessons we formulated what we now call the Law of Unintended Inventory. Whatever is destroyed will, sooner or later, find its way into our hangars.
Some would label this cycle a tragedy while others would call it opportunity. For us there is no distinction. In the language of survival, both words mean the same. A corpse is data. A broken hull is raw material. Makers, once a company of builders, has grown into something stranger. We have become interpreters of wreckage and unacknowledged professors of ruin economics.
The story of Makers is therefore not one of piracy, nor is it a tale of sainthood. It is a chronicle of adaptation. To exist in New Eden is to fail until failure itself becomes profitable. Were irony a tradable good, our balance sheet would already stretch to infinity. Until such a market opens we will continue our studies, recording each hostile encounter as yet another donation to science.
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Experience, however, delivered a harsher truth. Every structure in space eventually explodes. We did not need peer review to reach this conclusion since our own factories became the evidence. Production lines turned into fields of wrecks, and supply chains dissolved into clouds of debris. From these repeated lessons we formulated what we now call the Law of Unintended Inventory. Whatever is destroyed will, sooner or later, find its way into our hangars.
Some would label this cycle a tragedy while others would call it opportunity. For us there is no distinction. In the language of survival, both words mean the same. A corpse is data. A broken hull is raw material. Makers, once a company of builders, has grown into something stranger. We have become interpreters of wreckage and unacknowledged professors of ruin economics.
The story of Makers is therefore not one of piracy, nor is it a tale of sainthood. It is a chronicle of adaptation. To exist in New Eden is to fail until failure itself becomes profitable. Were irony a tradable good, our balance sheet would already stretch to infinity. Until such a market opens we will continue our studies, recording each hostile encounter as yet another donation to science.
☻