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Szeth-sonsonsonVallano
MinmatarSebiestor
Corporazione[SZ3TH] Truthless of Shinovar.Nessuna alleanza- Kill
- 56
- +56 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 43
- +43 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 97%
- ISK distrutti
- 7.83B
- +7.83B negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Attività
- Alta
- 0,6 kill/giorno · ultimi 90 giorni
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 56
- Perdite
- 43
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 24
- Punti
- 146
ISK
- Distrutti
- 7.83B
- Persi
- 209.2M
- Bilancio
- +7.62B
- Efficienza ISK
- 97%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 12
- Percentuale solo
- 21%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Alta
Danni inflitti260.3K
Rapporto danni · 67%
Danni subiti127.4K
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
(continued from Szeth-sonsonVallano)
He drew in Hail, which is to say he loaded it on three clients and watched all three sets of autocannons spin up, and began to Lash. The First Lashing was warp to zero. The Second was input broadcasting. The Third was shitposting in local. Nobody had once said thank you. They had, on occasion, said "who are the three idiots in the white Thrashers."
Ten heartbeats for the Blade to answer. In the stories it falls into your hand like a thought. In practice it is a server tick, then the lock timer, and a small prayer that the cyno pilot has not docked.
The Falcon was still there. Cyno pilots did not leave. It was the one thing they were good at.
Somewhere an FC was saying "hold, hold, HOLD" to a fleet that was not holding. Somewhere, in null, Szeth-sonsonsonVallano was still in a Thrasher. He had been sent, many times, to kill one cyno.
He had never once been the one who got to light it.
He drew in Hail, which is to say he loaded it on three clients and watched all three sets of autocannons spin up, and began to Lash. The First Lashing was warp to zero. The Second was input broadcasting. The Third was shitposting in local. Nobody had once said thank you. They had, on occasion, said "who are the three idiots in the white Thrashers."
Ten heartbeats for the Blade to answer. In the stories it falls into your hand like a thought. In practice it is a server tick, then the lock timer, and a small prayer that the cyno pilot has not docked.
The Falcon was still there. Cyno pilots did not leave. It was the one thing they were good at.
Somewhere an FC was saying "hold, hold, HOLD" to a fleet that was not holding. Somewhere, in null, Szeth-sonsonsonVallano was still in a Thrasher. He had been sent, many times, to kill one cyno.
He had never once been the one who got to light it.