- Kills
- 89
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 18
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 71%
- ISK destroyed
- 19.34B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 89
- Losses
- 18
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 12
- Points
- 89
ISK
- Destroyed
- 19.34B
- Lost
- 8.02B
- Balance
- +11.32B
- ISK Efficiency
- 71%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt449.0K
Damage Ratio · 69%
Damage Taken204.8K
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 remember when I was little, i was in my new home station coming back from classess, it was my first day there. I remember the lights flashing, the sounds of alarms echoing through the entire station. I remember running through the halls, paniced, lost, and confused. I didn't know, i was to young, too young for it to be real.
The station shook, the air smelled so thick with the dead static of energy rifles. I didn't know where I was, I remember climbing into that cargo pod, hoping the men wouldn't find me.
I remember feeling the eject thrusters fire me into space, amongst the dust and debris. there in that pod, sobbing, calling out, screaming out into the sound consuming blackness, with not even enough room for my voice to echo.
Thats all I remember, every night,... everytime I climb back into my pod,,... every time I see the amarr.
The station shook, the air smelled so thick with the dead static of energy rifles. I didn't know where I was, I remember climbing into that cargo pod, hoping the men wouldn't find me.
I remember feeling the eject thrusters fire me into space, amongst the dust and debris. there in that pod, sobbing, calling out, screaming out into the sound consuming blackness, with not even enough room for my voice to echo.
Thats all I remember, every night,... everytime I climb back into my pod,,... every time I see the amarr.