- Kill
- 290
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 47
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 99%
- ISK distrutti
- 220.72B
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Attività
- Inattivo
- 0 kill/giorno · ultimi 90 giorni
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 290
- Perdite
- 47
- Indice di pericolo
- 72%
- Colpi finali
- 10
- Punti
- 290
ISK
- Distrutti
- 220.72B
- Persi
- 2.49B
- Bilancio
- +218.23B
- Efficienza ISK
- 99%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 2
- Percentuale solo
- 1%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 13
- Quota perdite NPC
- 28%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti976.3K
Rapporto danni · 83%
Danni subiti203.5K
Attività
Cosa vola, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
I più preziosi
Le kill più costose del periodo
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde
Ultimi 90g
Uccisi
Ucciso da
Scafi persiPerdite suddivise per classe di scafo.
Bio in gioco
You blink, you loose that time for ever. You can't even be sure how long that blink lasted.
A moment, a thousand years. You can't even know for sure that what you see now is the same as what you saw before.
You can't. You think it is. You tell yourself that, convince yourself of that.
Just a continuation of everything you knew before. What you see is still there. Thats what you tell yourself. Thats the game of reassurance your mind plays. To keep things sane.
But think on that one blink - you've all known it - when all that you thought was real suddenly changes. From one side of the blink to the other side.
It comes with bad news. It comes with soul-plummeting grief. How long was that blink?
Gods below, it was a fucking eternity - Dust of Dreams by Steven Erikson.
A moment, a thousand years. You can't even know for sure that what you see now is the same as what you saw before.
You can't. You think it is. You tell yourself that, convince yourself of that.
Just a continuation of everything you knew before. What you see is still there. Thats what you tell yourself. Thats the game of reassurance your mind plays. To keep things sane.
But think on that one blink - you've all known it - when all that you thought was real suddenly changes. From one side of the blink to the other side.
It comes with bad news. It comes with soul-plummeting grief. How long was that blink?
Gods below, it was a fucking eternity - Dust of Dreams by Steven Erikson.