5.00
- Kill
- 3
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 47
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 15%
- ISK distrutti
- 822.2M
- +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
- 3
- Perdite
- 47
- Indice di pericolo
- 74%
- Colpi finali
- 2
- Punti
- 3
ISK
- Distrutti
- 822.2M
- Persi
- 4.62B
- Bilancio
- -3.80B
- Efficienza ISK
- 15%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 12
- Quota perdite NPC
- 26%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti2.7K
Rapporto danni · 1%
Danni subiti482.7K
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
Bishop Price
The Story
The drumming. Can't you hear it? I thought it would stop, but it never does. Never ever stops. Inside my head, the drumming, The constant drumming.
It's everywhere. Listen, listen, listen. Here come the drums. Here come the drums.
I had estates. Do you remember my father's land back home? Pastures of red grass, stretching far across the slopes of Mount Perdition. We used to run across those fields all day, calling up at the sky. Look at us now.
I am so hungry.
That human Christmas out there. They eat so much. All that roasting meat, cakes and red wine. Hot, fat, blood, food. Pots, plates of meat, and flesh, and grease, and juice, and baking, burnt, sticky hot skin. Hot. It's so hot.
Sliced. Sliced. Sliced.
Stop it.
It's mine. It's mine. It's mine to eat and eat and eat
Stop it. What if I ask you for help? There's more at work tonight than you and me.
Oh yeah?
I've been told something is returning
And here I am.
No, something more.
But it hurts.
I was told the end of time.
It hurts. The noise, the noise in my head, Doctor. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. Stronger than ever before. Can't you hear it?
I'm sorry
Listen, listen, listen, listen. Every minute, every second, every beat of my hearts, there it is, calling to me. Please listen.
I can't hear it.
Listen
What?
But
What!
I heard it. But there's no noise. There never has been. It's just your insanity. What is it? What's inside your head?
It's real. It's real. It's real!
The Story
The drumming. Can't you hear it? I thought it would stop, but it never does. Never ever stops. Inside my head, the drumming, The constant drumming.
It's everywhere. Listen, listen, listen. Here come the drums. Here come the drums.
I had estates. Do you remember my father's land back home? Pastures of red grass, stretching far across the slopes of Mount Perdition. We used to run across those fields all day, calling up at the sky. Look at us now.
I am so hungry.
That human Christmas out there. They eat so much. All that roasting meat, cakes and red wine. Hot, fat, blood, food. Pots, plates of meat, and flesh, and grease, and juice, and baking, burnt, sticky hot skin. Hot. It's so hot.
Sliced. Sliced. Sliced.
Stop it.
It's mine. It's mine. It's mine to eat and eat and eat
Stop it. What if I ask you for help? There's more at work tonight than you and me.
Oh yeah?
I've been told something is returning
And here I am.
No, something more.
But it hurts.
I was told the end of time.
It hurts. The noise, the noise in my head, Doctor. One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. Stronger than ever before. Can't you hear it?
I'm sorry
Listen, listen, listen, listen. Every minute, every second, every beat of my hearts, there it is, calling to me. Please listen.
I can't hear it.
Listen
What?
But
What!
I heard it. But there's no noise. There never has been. It's just your insanity. What is it? What's inside your head?
It's real. It's real. It's real!