- Kill
- 59
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 53
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 55%
- ISK distrutti
- 16.68B
- +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
- 59
- Perdite
- 53
- Indice di pericolo
- 96%
- Colpi finali
- 15
- Punti
- 59
ISK
- Distrutti
- 16.68B
- Persi
- 13.45B
- Bilancio
- +3.23B
- Efficienza ISK
- 55%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 1
- Percentuale solo
- 2%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 2
- Quota perdite NPC
- 4%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti4.1M
Rapporto danni · 76%
Danni subiti1.3M
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 was only 9 months old
I love Bob so much, I killed all the carebears
I pray to Bob every night before bed, thanking him for the blues I have been given
"Bob is love" I say, "Bob is life"
My dad hears me and calls me a scrub
He was just jealous of my devotion to Bob
I call him a bittervet
He pods me and tells me to shut up
I'm crying now and my clone hurts
I lay in bed and it's really cold
A warmth is moving towards me
I feel something touch me, It's Bob!
I am so happy
He whispers in my ear, "This is my proteus"
"I'm ready"
I spread my ass cheeks for Bob
He penetrates my wormhole
It hurts so much but I do it for Bob
I can feel my hole go crit as my eyes start to water
I push against his force
I want to please Bob
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my cargo bay with his love
My dad walks in
Bob looks him in the eyes and says "the wormhole is collapsed now"
He runs to his ship and undocks
Bob is love, Bob is life
I love Bob so much, I killed all the carebears
I pray to Bob every night before bed, thanking him for the blues I have been given
"Bob is love" I say, "Bob is life"
My dad hears me and calls me a scrub
He was just jealous of my devotion to Bob
I call him a bittervet
He pods me and tells me to shut up
I'm crying now and my clone hurts
I lay in bed and it's really cold
A warmth is moving towards me
I feel something touch me, It's Bob!
I am so happy
He whispers in my ear, "This is my proteus"
"I'm ready"
I spread my ass cheeks for Bob
He penetrates my wormhole
It hurts so much but I do it for Bob
I can feel my hole go crit as my eyes start to water
I push against his force
I want to please Bob
He roars a mighty roar as he fills my cargo bay with his love
My dad walks in
Bob looks him in the eyes and says "the wormhole is collapsed now"
He runs to his ship and undocks
Bob is love, Bob is life