- Kills
- 3
- +3 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 52
- +52 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 8%
- ISK destroyed
- 95.2M
- +95.2M in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Low
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 3
- Losses
- 52
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 0
- Points
- 0
ISK
- Destroyed
- 95.2M
- Lost
- 1.03B
- Balance
- -937.4M
- ISK Efficiency
- 8%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 0
- Solo Ratio
- 0%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Low
Damage Dealt8.4K
Damage Ratio · 4%
Damage Taken230.6K
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 still can’t believe someone gave me ten billion ISK.
A few days ago I was just another capsuleer trying to make something of myself. I built a corporation, left it in the hands of someone I trusted, and went into wormhole space hoping to learn a few things.
Then came that ammunition delivery mess. I filed my complaint, people started talking, and somehow a complete stranger decided to help me.
I don’t think they realize what they’ve done.
Mom and Dad never had the chance to become capsuleers. They gave us everything they could, and they died knowing we might have a future they couldn’t share.
Robert and Janice are finally here now. I wish Mom and Dad could’ve seen it.
Janice still worries about me like she did when we were kids. Robert acts like nothing surprises him anymore.
For the first time in a long while, I feel like things are coming together.
Then I received a message from a woman claiming to be my sister.
She knew things about my childhood that I don’t remember telling anyone.
She mentioned a family name I’d never heard before.
Makalawa.
I haven’t told Janice yet. She’s been through enough, and I don’t want to worry her over something that might turn out to be nothing.
But I keep reading that message.
If she’s telling the truth, who am I?
DISCORD: https://discord.com/invite/MKKPZNcZn
FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/HardFightersGalacticGuardians/
Ships die. ISK returns.
What you learn out there stays with you.
HARD FIGHTERS GALACTIC GUARDIANS
Find it. Extract it. Protect it. Get paid.
A few days ago I was just another capsuleer trying to make something of myself. I built a corporation, left it in the hands of someone I trusted, and went into wormhole space hoping to learn a few things.
Then came that ammunition delivery mess. I filed my complaint, people started talking, and somehow a complete stranger decided to help me.
I don’t think they realize what they’ve done.
Mom and Dad never had the chance to become capsuleers. They gave us everything they could, and they died knowing we might have a future they couldn’t share.
Robert and Janice are finally here now. I wish Mom and Dad could’ve seen it.
Janice still worries about me like she did when we were kids. Robert acts like nothing surprises him anymore.
For the first time in a long while, I feel like things are coming together.
Then I received a message from a woman claiming to be my sister.
She knew things about my childhood that I don’t remember telling anyone.
She mentioned a family name I’d never heard before.
Makalawa.
I haven’t told Janice yet. She’s been through enough, and I don’t want to worry her over something that might turn out to be nothing.
But I keep reading that message.
If she’s telling the truth, who am I?
DISCORD: https://discord.com/invite/MKKPZNcZn
FACEBOOK: https://www.facebook.com/HardFightersGalacticGuardians/
Ships die. ISK returns.
What you learn out there stays with you.
HARD FIGHTERS GALACTIC GUARDIANS
Find it. Extract it. Protect it. Get paid.