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Corporazione[STF U] Soldier Training Facilities UnlimitedNessuna alleanza- Creato il
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Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 1178
- Perdite
- 169
- Efficienza
- 87%
- Indice di pericolo
- 94%
ISK
- Distrutti
- 201.31B
- Persi
- 20.03B
- Efficienza ISK
- 91%
- Bilancio
- +181.27B
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 319
- Percentuale solo
- 27%
- Colpi finali
- 598
- Punti
- 1178
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 10
- Quota perdite NPC
- 6%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni
Danni inflitti50.6M
Danni subiti2.6M
Rapporto danni95%
Profilo operativo
Come combatte, con chi e contro chi — ultimi 90 giorni
Attività
Cosa vola e dove combatte
NaviUltima settimana
Nessun dato in questo periodo.
SistemiUltima settimana
Nessun dato in questo periodo.
I più preziosi
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde
ClassificheUltimi 90 giorni
Scafi persi
Perdite suddivise per classe di scafo.
Carriera
Le corporazioni attraversate, dalla più recente
Soldier Training Facilities UnlimitedDal martedì 8 marzo 20160 Kill0 Perdite
PerkoneDal martedì 8 marzo 201630 Kill1 Perdite
Sons-of-LibertyDal domenica 1 marzo 2015293 Kill43 Perdite
Elipse Inc.Dal domenica 21 dicembre 20080 Kill7 Perdite
The Knights of the New RepublicDal martedì 28 agosto 20070 Kill0 Perdite
State War AcademyDal mercoledì 22 agosto 20070 Kill0 Perdite
Bio in gioco
On the horizon was the blazing outlines of a bombed city,
the outlying areas dotted with flaming craters and fleeing refuges.
I vomited out the window and led our battalion on a blazing attack
on the non-combatants, pulpifying their flesh in a rain of sulfuric plasma burst.
The mass mutilation of a world ensued, with those not being
fit for slave labor being herded into gigantic flaming pits.
We laughed as several thousand years of cultural development
were wiped out in a single blundering instant.
Gorged on guts, gouged out eyes, captives fill the breeding hive
Desecrate their sovereign world, bloated, bloody, drunken churl
Cultures crumble, races die, stench of midgets fill the sky
Smashing skulls with ghastly crunch, pretty soon we'll break for lunch
Later, as we flew through deep space, ritually disemboweling our victims
The navigator informed us that we attacked the wrong planet.
Hahaha.
"Only the paranoid survive."
the outlying areas dotted with flaming craters and fleeing refuges.
I vomited out the window and led our battalion on a blazing attack
on the non-combatants, pulpifying their flesh in a rain of sulfuric plasma burst.
The mass mutilation of a world ensued, with those not being
fit for slave labor being herded into gigantic flaming pits.
We laughed as several thousand years of cultural development
were wiped out in a single blundering instant.
Gorged on guts, gouged out eyes, captives fill the breeding hive
Desecrate their sovereign world, bloated, bloody, drunken churl
Cultures crumble, races die, stench of midgets fill the sky
Smashing skulls with ghastly crunch, pretty soon we'll break for lunch
Later, as we flew through deep space, ritually disemboweling our victims
The navigator informed us that we attacked the wrong planet.
Hahaha.
"Only the paranoid survive."