- Kill
- 0
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 15
- +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
- 15
- Indice di pericolo
- 67%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 0
ISK
- Distrutti
- 0
- Persi
- 16.2M
- Bilancio
- -16.2M
- Efficienza ISK
- 0%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 5
- Quota perdite NPC
- 33%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti0
Rapporto danni · 0%
Danni subiti17.9K
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
Dear Oblivion
The boy hears you in his blood
set out to dry in a field
of plagioclase and gamma.
What does it mean —
to be so beautiful of crowds
gathering particles rise so young
that crowds download
vivisected tungsten light,
are you still hungry, boy?
The scene builds —
a mother partitioning
drives, a suitor waits
impudent as spilled
house paint across
wild angels.
The daughter
screams
at sunset — napalm —
who's already answered
the call, Dear Oblivion, we
arrive on this star
together.
These are family
dynamics as market
dominance writ large across
wild honeysuckle
cosmos — data recovery.
The boy tells me the bald eagle
was once an osprey
or mississippi kite and
the boeing c-17 globemaster iii
once dropped a payload
on dead terrestrials
six consecutive summers
between eighty-seven and ninety-three.
The boy hears you in his blood
set out to dry in a field
of plagioclase and gamma.
What does it mean —
to be so beautiful of crowds
gathering particles rise so young
that crowds download
vivisected tungsten light,
are you still hungry, boy?
The scene builds —
a mother partitioning
drives, a suitor waits
impudent as spilled
house paint across
wild angels.
The daughter
screams
at sunset — napalm —
who's already answered
the call, Dear Oblivion, we
arrive on this star
together.
These are family
dynamics as market
dominance writ large across
wild honeysuckle
cosmos — data recovery.
The boy tells me the bald eagle
was once an osprey
or mississippi kite and
the boeing c-17 globemaster iii
once dropped a payload
on dead terrestrials
six consecutive summers
between eighty-seven and ninety-three.