0.80Pilota
Olivia Kusoni
CaldariAchura
Corporazione[NEDO] New Eden Department of Industrial HygieneNessuna alleanza- Kill
- 42
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 71
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 99%
- ISK distrutti
- 195.63B
- +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
- 42
- Perdite
- 71
- Indice di pericolo
- 97%
- Colpi finali
- 14
- Punti
- 42
ISK
- Distrutti
- 195.63B
- Persi
- 1.07B
- Bilancio
- +194.57B
- Efficienza ISK
- 99%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 11
- Percentuale solo
- 26%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 2
- Quota perdite NPC
- 3%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti1.2M
Rapporto danni · 82%
Danni subiti253.4K
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
Once a job has begun,
do not stop until it's done,
be the labor great or small,
do it well or not at all.
In search of a way to Jove, if i was going to make a game for the world there would be things hidden in it.
The fact that I'm paranoid does not mean that no one is out to get me.
Don't follow me. I'm lost..
If you see me in high-sec im here stealing your Veld
At least the pod was cheap !
Using mass to move mass , silly human
Olivia Kusoni > well most people have trains of thought , i have bummercars hang on !! :P
The 17mm box end spanner did not ark as it sailed through the smokey cabin air housing the starboard mining array.
It smacked the ship to ship comms button chipping a small piece of plastic off,
yet still connecting comms to Mr. Newton's crackling voive many hundreds of lightyears away.
The bad air nor the loss of magngrav in the aging mining vessel Roxy Proxy did not bother Captain Kusoni,
Olivia was used to the state of her vessel hundreds of thousands of lightyears past the need of a complete overhaul.
She yells out "A 3/10 ? And some isk?"
her voice hardly distinguishable over the low rhythmic clanging and high pich scream of mining equitment
aging none to gracefully. "Oh , ahh I'm not to sure where that is, and I would have to locate my confezzzzzzzztt. "
in a shower of sparks, the comms shorts out. Olivia just rolls her eyes at the new "minor problem"
of no comms out side the system, she takes a pull from her bota bag of wine,
and decides kicking the crystal containment housing is the best course of action.
Surprisingly strip mining unit number two comes back on line adding to the overbearing sounds of the dieing ship.
seeing the chips come off the out of alinment crystal, she only adds to her mental list of things needed,.. MORE WINE!
do not stop until it's done,
be the labor great or small,
do it well or not at all.
In search of a way to Jove, if i was going to make a game for the world there would be things hidden in it.
The fact that I'm paranoid does not mean that no one is out to get me.
Don't follow me. I'm lost..
If you see me in high-sec im here stealing your Veld
At least the pod was cheap !
Using mass to move mass , silly human
Olivia Kusoni > well most people have trains of thought , i have bummercars hang on !! :P
The 17mm box end spanner did not ark as it sailed through the smokey cabin air housing the starboard mining array.
It smacked the ship to ship comms button chipping a small piece of plastic off,
yet still connecting comms to Mr. Newton's crackling voive many hundreds of lightyears away.
The bad air nor the loss of magngrav in the aging mining vessel Roxy Proxy did not bother Captain Kusoni,
Olivia was used to the state of her vessel hundreds of thousands of lightyears past the need of a complete overhaul.
She yells out "A 3/10 ? And some isk?"
her voice hardly distinguishable over the low rhythmic clanging and high pich scream of mining equitment
aging none to gracefully. "Oh , ahh I'm not to sure where that is, and I would have to locate my confezzzzzzzztt. "
in a shower of sparks, the comms shorts out. Olivia just rolls her eyes at the new "minor problem"
of no comms out side the system, she takes a pull from her bota bag of wine,
and decides kicking the crystal containment housing is the best course of action.
Surprisingly strip mining unit number two comes back on line adding to the overbearing sounds of the dieing ship.
seeing the chips come off the out of alinment crystal, she only adds to her mental list of things needed,.. MORE WINE!