- Kills
- 2,673
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 126
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 97%
- ISK destroyed
- 1.46T
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 2,673
- Losses
- 126
- Danger Ratio
- 98%
- Final Blows
- 333
- Points
- 2,673
ISK
- Destroyed
- 1.46T
- Lost
- 38.83B
- Balance
- +1.42T
- ISK Efficiency
- 97%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 40
- Solo Ratio
- 1%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 3
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 2%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt19.5M
Damage Ratio · 75%
Damage Taken6.4M
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
Charlie Bean's Journal:
Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This Verse is afraid of me. I have seen its true face.
The Belts are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown.:
The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save Us!"...:
...and I'll look down, and whisper, "No".:
You see, Doctor, God didn't kill that little girl. Fate didn't butcher her and destiny didn't feed her to those dogs. If God saw what any of us did that night he didn't seem to mind. From then on I knew... God doesn't make the world this way.
We do
Get Ready to Pay the Boat Man Motherfucker!
Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This Verse is afraid of me. I have seen its true face.
The Belts are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown.:
The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout "Save Us!"...:
...and I'll look down, and whisper, "No".:
You see, Doctor, God didn't kill that little girl. Fate didn't butcher her and destiny didn't feed her to those dogs. If God saw what any of us did that night he didn't seem to mind. From then on I knew... God doesn't make the world this way.
We do
Get Ready to Pay the Boat Man Motherfucker!