1.50
- Kills
- 4
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Losses
- 25
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 98%
- ISK destroyed
- 14.37B
- +0 in the last 90 days
- Activity
- Inactive
- 0 kills/day · last 90 days
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 4
- Losses
- 25
- Danger Ratio
- 80%
- Final Blows
- 1
- Points
- 4
ISK
- Destroyed
- 14.37B
- Lost
- 275.3M
- Balance
- +14.09B
- ISK Efficiency
- 98%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 1
- Solo Ratio
- 25%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 5
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 20%
- Activity
- Inactive
Damage Dealt1.6K
Damage Ratio · 2%
Damage Taken75.0K
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
Sometime ago i wanted to be a Miner, an industrialist, produce ships and equipment. Be part of the chain of life.
That all changed when i realized i'd lost my mind. i spent two months just idly wasting time. Ignorant of the changes in my home. I returned to the family made of rust. Now my mind wonders of the horde i left behind, so far away beyond these stars. I went back home and found no friends.
I went back to Amarr. Then the depth of my actions truly struck me. I lost my haul, I suppose the Minnmitar have no concept of civility.
Now i don't know. Was it worth it? Coming back? Waking up?
It feels like the universe is against me. The Proteus, the Black Ops. I wonder of the horde and it's turbojews.
Sometimes i wonder if anything matters. Then i remember the joy's of mining and it passes.
It has been sometime...i feel the creeping nostalgia for those i once roamed asteroid fields with...the Turbojews of the horde.
How times change, now i sit here useless in my frigates.
It's been years since I've been awake. Providence has been lost to me for some time. What became of it I don't know. Who rules it I do not know. What became of Dove and the other miners? Whos to say, maybe they're asleep as well. Maybe we'll meet again, maybe not.
The Shadow Wizards invited me to their expedition, I have no reason to say no, now. The majority of my fortune lies somewhere out there amongst the stars inaccesable to me. As a friend? figment? fellow madman? would say. "Welp back to it"
That all changed when i realized i'd lost my mind. i spent two months just idly wasting time. Ignorant of the changes in my home. I returned to the family made of rust. Now my mind wonders of the horde i left behind, so far away beyond these stars. I went back home and found no friends.
I went back to Amarr. Then the depth of my actions truly struck me. I lost my haul, I suppose the Minnmitar have no concept of civility.
Now i don't know. Was it worth it? Coming back? Waking up?
It feels like the universe is against me. The Proteus, the Black Ops. I wonder of the horde and it's turbojews.
Sometimes i wonder if anything matters. Then i remember the joy's of mining and it passes.
It has been sometime...i feel the creeping nostalgia for those i once roamed asteroid fields with...the Turbojews of the horde.
How times change, now i sit here useless in my frigates.
It's been years since I've been awake. Providence has been lost to me for some time. What became of it I don't know. Who rules it I do not know. What became of Dove and the other miners? Whos to say, maybe they're asleep as well. Maybe we'll meet again, maybe not.
The Shadow Wizards invited me to their expedition, I have no reason to say no, now. The majority of my fortune lies somewhere out there amongst the stars inaccesable to me. As a friend? figment? fellow madman? would say. "Welp back to it"