0.00
- Kill
- 0
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 1
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 0%
- ISK distrutti
- 0
- +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
- 0
- Perdite
- 1
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 0
ISK
- Distrutti
- 0
- Persi
- 22K
- Bilancio
- -22K
- Efficienza ISK
- 0%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti0
Rapporto danni · 0%
Danni subiti455
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
It's funny, isn't it?
We simple human creatures need only a few things, desire a few things more. Tiny, tiny things; simplistic, yet our pursuit of them can shatter planets and destroy stars. The need to survive: food, sleep, security. The desire for companionship: friends, family, lovers. We describe them so succiently, yet struggle to grasp hold of even one of them.
What would you do if all them were presented to you? Each little thing made yours, a place in the world just for you, no questions, no worries. Your own place, with everything you need and desire.
Sounds boring, doesn't it?
I mean, why put away all those worries and fears? What would you do without being up all night, worrying, worrying, worrying? Always on the edge, wondering what tomorrow will bring, hoping for that big break. Why ever go somewhere that answers those questions?
That's the funny thing, my dear. We both know what you want, but you're afraid to take it.
It's right there, waiting for you.
We simple human creatures need only a few things, desire a few things more. Tiny, tiny things; simplistic, yet our pursuit of them can shatter planets and destroy stars. The need to survive: food, sleep, security. The desire for companionship: friends, family, lovers. We describe them so succiently, yet struggle to grasp hold of even one of them.
What would you do if all them were presented to you? Each little thing made yours, a place in the world just for you, no questions, no worries. Your own place, with everything you need and desire.
Sounds boring, doesn't it?
I mean, why put away all those worries and fears? What would you do without being up all night, worrying, worrying, worrying? Always on the edge, wondering what tomorrow will bring, hoping for that big break. Why ever go somewhere that answers those questions?
That's the funny thing, my dear. We both know what you want, but you're afraid to take it.
It's right there, waiting for you.