- Kill
- 8
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 5
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 93%
- ISK distrutti
- 1.35B
- +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
- 8
- Perdite
- 5
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 8
ISK
- Distrutti
- 1.35B
- Persi
- 109.1M
- Bilancio
- +1.24B
- Efficienza ISK
- 93%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti3.3K
Rapporto danni · 6%
Danni subiti51.9K
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
this is your life, good to the last drop, doesn't get any better than this
this is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time
this isn't a seminar and this isn't a weekend retreat
where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like
only after disaster can we be resurrected
it's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything
nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart
you are not a beautiful and unique snowflake
you are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
we are all a part of the same compost heap
we are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world
you are not your bank account,
you are not the clothes you wear
you are not the contents of your wallet
you are not your bowel cancer
you are not your grande latte
you are not the car you drive
you are not your fucking khakis
you have to give up
yo
this is your life, and it's ending one minute at a time
this isn't a seminar and this isn't a weekend retreat
where you are now you can't even imagine what the bottom will be like
only after disaster can we be resurrected
it's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything
nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart
you are not a beautiful and unique snowflake
you are the same decaying organic matter as everything else
we are all a part of the same compost heap
we are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world
you are not your bank account,
you are not the clothes you wear
you are not the contents of your wallet
you are not your bowel cancer
you are not your grande latte
you are not the car you drive
you are not your fucking khakis
you have to give up
yo