0.90Pilota
Dutch Jeagerjaque
CaldariCivire
Corporazione[NUTL] Nereidum Universal Technology Ltd.Nessuna alleanza- Kill
- 37
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 27
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 64%
- ISK distrutti
- 2.06B
- +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
- 37
- Perdite
- 27
- Indice di pericolo
- 89%
- Colpi finali
- 9
- Punti
- 37
ISK
- Distrutti
- 2.06B
- Persi
- 1.14B
- Bilancio
- +923.7M
- Efficienza ISK
- 64%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 3
- Percentuale solo
- 8%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 3
- Quota perdite NPC
- 11%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti34.4K
Rapporto danni · 22%
Danni subiti124.2K
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
I break in to Tiffany's at midnight. Do I go for the vault?
No. I go for the chandelier. It's priceless.
As I'm taking it down, a woman catches me.
She tells me to stop.
It's her Father's business.
She's Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night.
In the morning the cops come, and I escape in one of their uniforms.
I tell her to meet me in Mexico, but I go to Canada.
I don't trust her. Besides, I like the cold.
Thirty years later.
I get a postcard: I have a son, and he's the chief of police.
This is where the story gets interesting.
I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero.
She's been waiting for me all these years.
She's never taken another lover.
I don't care, I don't show up.
I go to Berlin.
That's where I stashed the chandelier.
No. I go for the chandelier. It's priceless.
As I'm taking it down, a woman catches me.
She tells me to stop.
It's her Father's business.
She's Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night.
In the morning the cops come, and I escape in one of their uniforms.
I tell her to meet me in Mexico, but I go to Canada.
I don't trust her. Besides, I like the cold.
Thirty years later.
I get a postcard: I have a son, and he's the chief of police.
This is where the story gets interesting.
I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero.
She's been waiting for me all these years.
She's never taken another lover.
I don't care, I don't show up.
I go to Berlin.
That's where I stashed the chandelier.