- 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
{sounds in a bar}
Man1 : "Hey.... when I will tell you take a look behind you, the
redhead chick, at the stand, right there...."
"Not now as**ole....."
"Now!"
Man2 whistling
Man1 : "Shhhh... Believe me you don't wanna mess with her"
Man2 : "What about her man???"
Man1 : "She brought her Machariel for a few repairs at the bay.
She drove it like a toy, parked it with a spin directly on the deck.
Before she left she told me... << Hey big boy.... before you
check the liquids on the warp drive, make sure you oiled the guns'
barrels properly. Don't forget it... You don't want trouble, right? >>
Man2 : "And? Did you do what she said?"
Man1 : "What? Are you nuts? Of course I did. You seriously
have no idea who she is... Rumors say she was born in a
1400mm T2's barrel. She never miss a shot. I heard stories of
stabbing an engineer that called her << madam >> and a story
in our corporation about a former janitor that he slipped on
the polished floor and grabbed her shoulder to stabilize himself.
It was the last time anyone seen him. He just disappeared"
Man2 : "Fuck me running... I ain't believe shit! Hehey pretty
chick come to make us some company...!"
Man1 : "I, I .... I don't know that guy... Just met him... "
{crack of a chair}
Man2 : "No no no... Just kidding.... Please no!"
[sound of a man running]
{door slammed}
[faint sound of a woman] "Get outta here punk or I'm gonna
stick it up in your ass... as**ole....!"
Man1 : "Hey.... when I will tell you take a look behind you, the
redhead chick, at the stand, right there...."
"Not now as**ole....."
"Now!"
Man2 whistling
Man1 : "Shhhh... Believe me you don't wanna mess with her"
Man2 : "What about her man???"
Man1 : "She brought her Machariel for a few repairs at the bay.
She drove it like a toy, parked it with a spin directly on the deck.
Before she left she told me... << Hey big boy.... before you
check the liquids on the warp drive, make sure you oiled the guns'
barrels properly. Don't forget it... You don't want trouble, right? >>
Man2 : "And? Did you do what she said?"
Man1 : "What? Are you nuts? Of course I did. You seriously
have no idea who she is... Rumors say she was born in a
1400mm T2's barrel. She never miss a shot. I heard stories of
stabbing an engineer that called her << madam >> and a story
in our corporation about a former janitor that he slipped on
the polished floor and grabbed her shoulder to stabilize himself.
It was the last time anyone seen him. He just disappeared"
Man2 : "Fuck me running... I ain't believe shit! Hehey pretty
chick come to make us some company...!"
Man1 : "I, I .... I don't know that guy... Just met him... "
{crack of a chair}
Man2 : "No no no... Just kidding.... Please no!"
[sound of a man running]
{door slammed}
[faint sound of a woman] "Get outta here punk or I'm gonna
stick it up in your ass... as**ole....!"