- Kill
- 1804
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 113
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 98%
- ISK distrutti
- 514.01B
- +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
- 1804
- Perdite
- 113
- Indice di pericolo
- 81%
- Colpi finali
- 186
- Punti
- 1804
ISK
- Distrutti
- 514.01B
- Persi
- 8.05B
- Bilancio
- +505.96B
- Efficienza ISK
- 98%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 44
- Percentuale solo
- 2%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 21
- Quota perdite NPC
- 19%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti13.9M
Rapporto danni · 91%
Danni subiti1.3M
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
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My Eve
Everyone says that Eve is a sandbox. I don't agree with that. I believe that Eve is a beach. On one side is the ocean. It is an ever changing, fluid environment. That's PvP.
On the other side is land. Its stable and solid and familiar and supports you. That's the life of a carebear. It's tempting to stay.
In between is the sand. That's where worlds are created. It is bordered by the two forces. That is balance.
On the beach are trillions of grains of sand. Each one is a choice, a decision, a moment, an instance, a chance to be used or discarded or bypassed or noticed. The ocean may pour over it and the land may shake it, but it is a flexible, fluctuating, ever changing world. It is the world that I mold.
That is my Eve
Join Sugar Kyle's Public Chat
My Eve
Everyone says that Eve is a sandbox. I don't agree with that. I believe that Eve is a beach. On one side is the ocean. It is an ever changing, fluid environment. That's PvP.
On the other side is land. Its stable and solid and familiar and supports you. That's the life of a carebear. It's tempting to stay.
In between is the sand. That's where worlds are created. It is bordered by the two forces. That is balance.
On the beach are trillions of grains of sand. Each one is a choice, a decision, a moment, an instance, a chance to be used or discarded or bypassed or noticed. The ocean may pour over it and the land may shake it, but it is a flexible, fluctuating, ever changing world. It is the world that I mold.
That is my Eve