5.00
- Kill
- 9
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 67
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 3%
- ISK distrutti
- 130.5M
- +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
- 9
- Perdite
- 67
- Indice di pericolo
- 33%
- Colpi finali
- 2
- Punti
- 9
ISK
- Distrutti
- 130.5M
- Persi
- 4.93B
- Bilancio
- -4.80B
- Efficienza ISK
- 3%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 2
- Percentuale solo
- 22%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 45
- Quota perdite NPC
- 67%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti1.7K
Rapporto danni · 0%
Danni subiti698.2K
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
Born as a capsuleer?
Akhan Mabata, a young graduate of the Caldari School of Applied Knowledge and a fresh employee of Deep Core Mining Inc., had been asking himself this question ever since he visited a strange deadspace site. As a new capsuleer he wanted to earn some ISK to buy his first medical clone. That day his task was “deep scanning for underused and profitable areas.” Long sentence, but in practice it meant searching for potential new mining sites for his corp. After a few initial surveys he picked up a strong signal. His duties also included reporting on other mining corps’ movements and equipment. “A bit of spying,” as the officers called it. He reported to dispatch that he was going to check another corp’s mining activity. After warping he looked around. In this particular point of space there was nothing. No asteroids, no miners.
Just nothing.
He wanted to call dispatch back and report that something was wrong with the scanning modules—some miscalibration or random space interference. The only thing he could hear was static. After several failed attempts to reach dispatch he realized that even his corp’s usual radio chatter was gone. His concern grew.
At that moment he decided to return to HQ immediately. He set a destination, but the warp drive wasn’t responding at all. The virtual board showed a general warp engine malfunction. Panic started to creep in. Suddenly all four front searchlights shut down. Then the interior lights and other illumination went dark. The CPU voice began reporting a cascade of errors, some Akhan had never heard before. The last one was terrifying.
“Power grid offline, ejection safeguards lifted, preparing to inject backup capsule power reserves in case of internal ship shell malfunction, uninterruptible power supply will last for 120 sec, general blank distress call sent.”
“Preparing automatic ejection.”
“Failed.”
“Preparing forced ejection.”
“Failed.”
“Power injection to capsule attempt.”
“Success.”
“10 sec. retention of uninterruptible power supply left.”
“Switching all remaining ship power to capsule.”
The next moment he was somewhere else—or saw a vision. This was…{}
[Caldari State – Entitled Censor PS 0.0 – {Removed} – (State Police – Memo)](...)
Akhan Mabata, a young graduate of the Caldari School of Applied Knowledge and a fresh employee of Deep Core Mining Inc., had been asking himself this question ever since he visited a strange deadspace site. As a new capsuleer he wanted to earn some ISK to buy his first medical clone. That day his task was “deep scanning for underused and profitable areas.” Long sentence, but in practice it meant searching for potential new mining sites for his corp. After a few initial surveys he picked up a strong signal. His duties also included reporting on other mining corps’ movements and equipment. “A bit of spying,” as the officers called it. He reported to dispatch that he was going to check another corp’s mining activity. After warping he looked around. In this particular point of space there was nothing. No asteroids, no miners.
Just nothing.
He wanted to call dispatch back and report that something was wrong with the scanning modules—some miscalibration or random space interference. The only thing he could hear was static. After several failed attempts to reach dispatch he realized that even his corp’s usual radio chatter was gone. His concern grew.
At that moment he decided to return to HQ immediately. He set a destination, but the warp drive wasn’t responding at all. The virtual board showed a general warp engine malfunction. Panic started to creep in. Suddenly all four front searchlights shut down. Then the interior lights and other illumination went dark. The CPU voice began reporting a cascade of errors, some Akhan had never heard before. The last one was terrifying.
“Power grid offline, ejection safeguards lifted, preparing to inject backup capsule power reserves in case of internal ship shell malfunction, uninterruptible power supply will last for 120 sec, general blank distress call sent.”
“Preparing automatic ejection.”
“Failed.”
“Preparing forced ejection.”
“Failed.”
“Power injection to capsule attempt.”
“Success.”
“10 sec. retention of uninterruptible power supply left.”
“Switching all remaining ship power to capsule.”
The next moment he was somewhere else—or saw a vision. This was…{}
[Caldari State – Entitled Censor PS 0.0 – {Removed} – (State Police – Memo)](...)