-2.60
- Kill
- 479
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 111
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 82%
- ISK distrutti
- 47.16B
- +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
- 479
- Perdite
- 111
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 97
- Punti
- 479
ISK
- Distrutti
- 47.16B
- Persi
- 10.21B
- Bilancio
- +36.94B
- Efficienza ISK
- 82%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 27
- Percentuale solo
- 6%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti16.3M
Rapporto danni · 91%
Danni subiti1.7M
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
... ..Hunting at the edge of the bog, stalking his prey ever so slowly, he knows the dangers of facing the panda. Loading the barrels of his double barrel shotty he reminisks of simpler days as a warmonger.
*Cha Chhh*
" Its hard sneaking up on fluffy things when your 420 ft tall soaring over the jungle hurling destruction at random heat signatures. But we dont do thies things because they are easy. No. We scortch thies worlds as a last resort... The synthetic coffie blockade was not enough. Nor was diplomacy fostered by steaming cuisine of the gods, or the appeasment gigaton drop shipments. Even the homocidal robots built on enemy backwater planets could not do the job. Sometimes you just got to get in there and git your hands dirty. Gotta go with what cha know works! So I dig holes using nuclear shells spat from repeating artillery death cannons, obliterating what lies inbetween."
*Cha Chhh*
" Its hard sneaking up on fluffy things when your 420 ft tall soaring over the jungle hurling destruction at random heat signatures. But we dont do thies things because they are easy. No. We scortch thies worlds as a last resort... The synthetic coffie blockade was not enough. Nor was diplomacy fostered by steaming cuisine of the gods, or the appeasment gigaton drop shipments. Even the homocidal robots built on enemy backwater planets could not do the job. Sometimes you just got to get in there and git your hands dirty. Gotta go with what cha know works! So I dig holes using nuclear shells spat from repeating artillery death cannons, obliterating what lies inbetween."