- Kill
- 984
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 281
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 94%
- ISK distrutti
- 222.06B
- +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
- 984
- Perdite
- 281
- Indice di pericolo
- 98%
- Colpi finali
- 158
- Punti
- 984
ISK
- Distrutti
- 222.06B
- Persi
- 12.93B
- Bilancio
- +209.12B
- Efficienza ISK
- 94%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 32
- Percentuale solo
- 3%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 6
- Quota perdite NPC
- 2%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti25.8M
Rapporto danni · 90%
Danni subiti2.8M
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'll accept penis" -- DJ BigCountry, October 9th 2012.
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Gloriosa > -
Tunes Vibrate My Balls
They Massage My Deep Sack Juice
Spurt On Monocle
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Whats that on your arm?
The mark of a secret society.
If it's secret, why tell me-
Because I know nothing. I can't betray them because I don't know who they are. I was chosen by an agent 20 years ago. That was my first and last direct contact. It's safer that way.
Six years later and I found a piece of paper in the street with an address on it. The next day, I found a can of kerosene in my garage that i'm sure I never bought. I didn't know whose house it was. I just knew that i'd been given my orders and I carried them out.
I don't know who or what we're fighting. Maybe we're the bad guys. It doesn't matter to me. It's enough to know that there are forces working beneath the chaos of life, and I'm PART of them, that whatever this "Pen Fifteen" club is, I'm IN it.
--XKCD #842
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Gloriosa > -
Tunes Vibrate My Balls
They Massage My Deep Sack Juice
Spurt On Monocle
---
Whats that on your arm?
The mark of a secret society.
If it's secret, why tell me-
Because I know nothing. I can't betray them because I don't know who they are. I was chosen by an agent 20 years ago. That was my first and last direct contact. It's safer that way.
Six years later and I found a piece of paper in the street with an address on it. The next day, I found a can of kerosene in my garage that i'm sure I never bought. I didn't know whose house it was. I just knew that i'd been given my orders and I carried them out.
I don't know who or what we're fighting. Maybe we're the bad guys. It doesn't matter to me. It's enough to know that there are forces working beneath the chaos of life, and I'm PART of them, that whatever this "Pen Fifteen" club is, I'm IN it.
--XKCD #842