- Kills
- 195
- Losses
- 92
- Efficiency
- ISK Efficiency 97%
- ISK destroyed
- 290.64B
- Activity
- Unknown
Combat Record
Career-long numbers from eve-kill
Combat
- Kills
- 195
- Losses
- 92
- Danger Ratio
- 100%
- Final Blows
- 76
- Points
- 195
ISK
- Destroyed
- 290.64B
- Lost
- 8.58B
- Balance
- +282.05B
- ISK Efficiency
- 97%
Solo
- Solo Kills
- 18
- Solo Ratio
- 9%
- Avg Kills/Day
- —
Other
- NPC Losses
- 0
- NPC Loss Ratio
- 0%
- Activity
- Unknown
Battles
Engagements in the selected window, from our own killmail archive
Description
We are free capsuleers, and have as much authority to make war on the whole world, as he who has hundreds of ships, pilots to fill them and moon stipendium; and this my conscience tells me; but there is no arguing with such sniveling puppies who allow superiors to kick them about deck at pleasure; and pin their faith upon a pimp of a parson; a squab, who neither practices nor believes what he puts upon the chuckle-headed fools he preaches to.
Damn ye altogether, damn them for a pack of zestless rascals and all who serve any parcel of hen-hearted numbskulls. They vilify us, the scoundrels do, when there is only this difference, they rob the poor under the cover of tax, forsooth, and we plunder under protection of our own courage. Had you not made out better as one of us, than sneak after the asses of those villains for employment?
People ask the question... what is Fancy Bones? And I tell 'em it's not about kill mails, isk, and hospital drips, oh no. There's more here than that, my friend. We all like a bit of the good life, some the isk, some the drugs, others the kill game, the glamour, or the fame. But to be a Fancy Bone, oh, you gotta be different. Why? Because, Fancy Bones wants the fucking lot.
~Undesignated
Fancy Bone
Damn ye altogether, damn them for a pack of zestless rascals and all who serve any parcel of hen-hearted numbskulls. They vilify us, the scoundrels do, when there is only this difference, they rob the poor under the cover of tax, forsooth, and we plunder under protection of our own courage. Had you not made out better as one of us, than sneak after the asses of those villains for employment?
People ask the question... what is Fancy Bones? And I tell 'em it's not about kill mails, isk, and hospital drips, oh no. There's more here than that, my friend. We all like a bit of the good life, some the isk, some the drugs, others the kill game, the glamour, or the fame. But to be a Fancy Bone, oh, you gotta be different. Why? Because, Fancy Bones wants the fucking lot.
~Undesignated
Fancy Bone