-0.10
- Kill
- 195
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 46
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 90%
- ISK distrutti
- 22.13B
- +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
- 195
- Perdite
- 46
- Indice di pericolo
- 98%
- Colpi finali
- 14
- Punti
- 195
ISK
- Distrutti
- 22.13B
- Persi
- 2.37B
- Bilancio
- +19.77B
- Efficienza ISK
- 90%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 1
- Quota perdite NPC
- 2%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti946.3K
Rapporto danni · 67%
Danni subiti469.2K
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
"Hey, FC, this gonna be somethin' or what?"
Joran zoomed his camera drones back, viewing the entire battlefield from afar. Five full squads of friendly Caracals circled the gate at their optimals. Today Joran was flying an Amarr hull, a Maller, fit to brawl. He missed CammoWammo, his Caracal Navy Issue, but he needed the staying power today. He was calling the shots, after all.
Then he saw it. The gate flash. Here they come!
Time seemed to dilate. Waiting was painful.
Seconds later the sky exploded with enemy ships coming out of gate cloak! There were at least a hundred. Two. His overview went red. Solid red. And every one flashing. It's time to die! Well, them anyway.
Joran steadied himself. He took a deep breath. "Relax," he said to himself. And then he began.
"Fleet spread points! Jebedaia in the Talwar is primary. J-E-B in the Talwar is primary! Mr. Fishy in the Tengu is secondary. Fishy is secondary. Come on guys!"
Jebedaia exploded. Nice.
Joran zoomed his camera drones back, viewing the entire battlefield from afar. Five full squads of friendly Caracals circled the gate at their optimals. Today Joran was flying an Amarr hull, a Maller, fit to brawl. He missed CammoWammo, his Caracal Navy Issue, but he needed the staying power today. He was calling the shots, after all.
Then he saw it. The gate flash. Here they come!
Time seemed to dilate. Waiting was painful.
Seconds later the sky exploded with enemy ships coming out of gate cloak! There were at least a hundred. Two. His overview went red. Solid red. And every one flashing. It's time to die! Well, them anyway.
Joran steadied himself. He took a deep breath. "Relax," he said to himself. And then he began.
"Fleet spread points! Jebedaia in the Talwar is primary. J-E-B in the Talwar is primary! Mr. Fishy in the Tengu is secondary. Fishy is secondary. Come on guys!"
Jebedaia exploded. Nice.