- Kills
- 776
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 269
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 26%
- ISK destroyed
- 101.52B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 776
- Losses
- 269
- Danger Ratio
- 98%
- Final Blows
- 328
- Points
- 773
ISK
- Destroyed
- 101.52B
- Lost
- 283.82B
- Balance
- -182.29B
- ISK Efficiency
- 26%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 156
- Solo Ratio
- 20%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 6
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 2%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt3.7M
Damage Ratio · 15%
Damage Taken21.1M
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
ADAPT OR DIE, DIE IS OUR SOLUTION!
In the cold dark of New Eden, most pilots cling to their ISK like it's their last breath. They fear the flash of a cyno; they tremble at the overheat. They have forgotten the ultimate truth: DYING IS THE SOLUTION.
I don't just accept the wreck—I crave it. Every hull I sacrifice is a gift to the capsuleer economy and a testament to the fact that I am living, while you are merely docking.
Gank me, spank me, make me explode... I love it! A Red Killboard is the only honest diary in the cluster. We explode so the markets may thrive!
POST-WRECKAGE CARE INSTRUCTIONS:
If you are reading this, you have likely just turned my ship into a cloud of expanding plasma. Congratulations! While you loot the modules, you may find a shivering Pug or a pulsing Fedo in the wreckage. Please observe the following:
Do Not Panic: The Fedo’s scent is not "rotten meat," it is the smell of victory.
Feeding: Pugs require treats; Fedos require your ship's organic waste. If you run out of waste, the Fedo will begin eating your seat cushions. Let it.
Socialization: Do not separate the Pug and the Fedo. They have formed a collective consciousness based on heavy breathing and skin folds.
Disposal: If they become too much for you, please eject them near a busy trade hub. They enjoy the view of the traffic. (at least the Pug will)
In the cold dark of New Eden, most pilots cling to their ISK like it's their last breath. They fear the flash of a cyno; they tremble at the overheat. They have forgotten the ultimate truth: DYING IS THE SOLUTION.
I don't just accept the wreck—I crave it. Every hull I sacrifice is a gift to the capsuleer economy and a testament to the fact that I am living, while you are merely docking.
Gank me, spank me, make me explode... I love it! A Red Killboard is the only honest diary in the cluster. We explode so the markets may thrive!
POST-WRECKAGE CARE INSTRUCTIONS:
If you are reading this, you have likely just turned my ship into a cloud of expanding plasma. Congratulations! While you loot the modules, you may find a shivering Pug or a pulsing Fedo in the wreckage. Please observe the following:
Do Not Panic: The Fedo’s scent is not "rotten meat," it is the smell of victory.
Feeding: Pugs require treats; Fedos require your ship's organic waste. If you run out of waste, the Fedo will begin eating your seat cushions. Let it.
Socialization: Do not separate the Pug and the Fedo. They have formed a collective consciousness based on heavy breathing and skin folds.
Disposal: If they become too much for you, please eject them near a busy trade hub. They enjoy the view of the traffic. (at least the Pug will)