1.00Pilota
Zipporah Panala
CaldariDeteis
- Kill
- 54
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 44
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 48%
- ISK distrutti
- 24.72B
- +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
- 54
- Perdite
- 44
- Indice di pericolo
- 93%
- Colpi finali
- 18
- Punti
- 47
ISK
- Distrutti
- 24.72B
- Persi
- 26.33B
- Bilancio
- -1.61B
- Efficienza ISK
- 48%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 4
- Percentuale solo
- 7%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 3
- Quota perdite NPC
- 7%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti46.9M
Rapporto danni · 96%
Danni subiti2.1M
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
I'm bored of you already.
Fascist slave, you protestin' to get in a fuckin' look book
Everything I scribble's like The Anarchist Cookbook
(Look good, posing in a centerfold of Crook Book)
Black on black on black with a ski mask, that is my crook look
How you like my stylin', bruh? Ain't nobody stylin', bruh
'Bout to turn this mothafucka up like Riker's Island, bruh
Where my thuggers and my cripples and my bloodles and my brothers?
When you n----- gon' unite and kill the police, mothafuckas?
Or take over a jail, give those COs hell
The burnin' of the sulfur, God damn I love the smell
Like it's a pillow torchin', where the fuck the warden?
And when you find him, we don't kill him, we just waterboard him
We killin' 'em for freedom 'cause they tortured us for boredom
And even if some good ones die, fuck it, the Lord'll sort 'em
-- Killer Mike, Run the Jewels "Close Your Eyes (And Count to Fuck)"
Fascist slave, you protestin' to get in a fuckin' look book
Everything I scribble's like The Anarchist Cookbook
(Look good, posing in a centerfold of Crook Book)
Black on black on black with a ski mask, that is my crook look
How you like my stylin', bruh? Ain't nobody stylin', bruh
'Bout to turn this mothafucka up like Riker's Island, bruh
Where my thuggers and my cripples and my bloodles and my brothers?
When you n----- gon' unite and kill the police, mothafuckas?
Or take over a jail, give those COs hell
The burnin' of the sulfur, God damn I love the smell
Like it's a pillow torchin', where the fuck the warden?
And when you find him, we don't kill him, we just waterboard him
We killin' 'em for freedom 'cause they tortured us for boredom
And even if some good ones die, fuck it, the Lord'll sort 'em
-- Killer Mike, Run the Jewels "Close Your Eyes (And Count to Fuck)"