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Scheda di combattimento

Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera

Combattimento
Kill
416
Perdite
121
Efficienza
77%
Indice di pericolo
83%
ISK
Distrutti
171.40B
Persi
14.37B
Efficienza ISK
92%
Bilancio
+157.03B
Solo
Kill in solo
3
Percentuale solo
1%
Colpi finali
6
Punti
416
Altro
Perdite contro NPC
21
Quota perdite NPC
17%
Kill medie/giorno
Attività
Inattivo
Danni
Danni inflitti3.9M
Danni subiti681.0K
Rapporto danni85%

Profilo operativo

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Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde

ClassificheUltimi 90g
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Carriera

Le corporazioni attraversate, dalla più recente

Bio in gioco

The common wisdom among scholars holds that corporations in New Eden are born for two reasons, the pursuit of profit or the pursuit of violence. Makers defies this tidy dichotomy. Our origin lay not in bloodlust or greed but in the quiet ambition of manufacturing. We imagined a life spent turning minerals into marvels, building ships and stations to bring order and usefulness to the stars.

Experience, however, delivered a harsher truth. Every structure in space eventually explodes. We did not need peer review to reach this conclusion since our own factories became the evidence. Production lines turned into fields of wrecks, and supply chains dissolved into clouds of debris. From these repeated lessons we formulated what we now call the Law of Unintended Inventory. Whatever is destroyed will, sooner or later, find its way into our hangars.

Some would label this cycle a tragedy while others would call it opportunity. For us there is no distinction. In the language of survival, both words mean the same. A corpse is data. A broken hull is raw material. Makers, once a company of builders, has grown into something stranger. We have become interpreters of wreckage and unacknowledged professors of ruin economics.

The story of Makers is therefore not one of piracy, nor is it a tale of sainthood. It is a chronicle of adaptation. To exist in New Eden is to fail until failure itself becomes profitable. Were irony a tradable good, our balance sheet would already stretch to infinity. Until such a market opens we will continue our studies, recording each hostile encounter as yet another donation to science.