- Kill
- 0
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 0
- +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
- 0
- Indice di pericolo
- 0%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 0
ISK
- Distrutti
- 0
- Persi
- 0
- Bilancio
- +0
- Efficienza ISK
- 0%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
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 here to mine rocks and kick ass... and I'm all outta drones."
A washed-up capsuleer with a bad attitude and an even worse hangover, Puke Sukem blasts his way through asteroid belts and gas fields like a one-man wrecking crew. With a hold full of Kernite and a cargo full of grudges, he's got a mining laser in one hand and a missile launcher in the other—just in case some punk thinks they can muscle in on his ore.
Some pilots fear ship loss. Puke Sukem treats it like a damn subscription service. Every ship is a rental, paid in full with fire and debris. From humble Ventures to a battlecruiser that didn’t make it past its warranty period, he's lost more metal than some corps even own. If there’s a way to go down swinging, he's already done it—and done it twice just to make sure.
Mining? Until something bigger notices. Fleet fights? Until he's the last one holding tackle on something he really shouldn't be tackling. Gas huffing? Until a roaming gang decides it's eviction time. Every time he undocks, some insurance rep starts sweating, and somewhere in New Eden, a wreckfield gets a little bit bigger.
A legend in his own mind, Puke Sukem is the hero New Eden neither asked for nor deserved... but he showed up anyway.
A washed-up capsuleer with a bad attitude and an even worse hangover, Puke Sukem blasts his way through asteroid belts and gas fields like a one-man wrecking crew. With a hold full of Kernite and a cargo full of grudges, he's got a mining laser in one hand and a missile launcher in the other—just in case some punk thinks they can muscle in on his ore.
Some pilots fear ship loss. Puke Sukem treats it like a damn subscription service. Every ship is a rental, paid in full with fire and debris. From humble Ventures to a battlecruiser that didn’t make it past its warranty period, he's lost more metal than some corps even own. If there’s a way to go down swinging, he's already done it—and done it twice just to make sure.
Mining? Until something bigger notices. Fleet fights? Until he's the last one holding tackle on something he really shouldn't be tackling. Gas huffing? Until a roaming gang decides it's eviction time. Every time he undocks, some insurance rep starts sweating, and somewhere in New Eden, a wreckfield gets a little bit bigger.
A legend in his own mind, Puke Sukem is the hero New Eden neither asked for nor deserved... but he showed up anyway.