0.10
- Creato il
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- Prossimo compleanno
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- Ultima attività
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- Security status
- 0.10
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 3
- Perdite
- 47
- Efficienza
- 6%
- Indice di pericolo
- 91%
ISK
- Distrutti
- 17.04B
- Persi
- 6.42B
- Efficienza ISK
- 73%
- Bilancio
- +10.63B
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 3
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 4
- Quota perdite NPC
- 9%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni
Danni inflitti375.8K
Danni subiti1.3M
Rapporto danni23%
Profilo operativo
Come combatte, con chi e contro chi — ultimi 90 giorni
Attività
Cosa vola e dove combatte
I più preziosi
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene ucciso e cosa perde
ClassificheUltimi 90g
Scafi persiUltimi 90g
Perdite suddivise per classe di scafo.
Carriera
Le corporazioni attraversate, dalla più recente
Ravens' NestDal lunedì 15 dicembre 20143 Kill3 Perdite
AliastraDal lunedì 15 dicembre 20140 Kill0 Perdite
REKTNESTDal lunedì 15 dicembre 20140 Kill0 Perdite
CREST ind.Dal domenica 23 dicembre 20120 Kill41 Perdite
The Unsung Ltd.Dal mercoledì 3 ottobre 20120 Kill0 Perdite
Federal Navy AcademyDal mercoledì 3 ottobre 20120 Kill0 Perdite
Bio in gioco
Irish wristwatch
A man comes home from a long hard day at work, slowly opening the door hoping he doesn't break the door because he's a turd burger and can't fix the door. Anyways, he opens the door and enters his domain. Once in his house he looks for the pack of doritos he was saving for this very occasion. But, to his dismay someone has eaten his doritos. He asks his wife, the only other person in the house.
"Who has eaten my doritos?"
The wife responds, "I have dear."
The wife then lets out an audible fart. The room starts to smell of burnt egg nog. The man grabs his wife in rage, pins her down and starts smelling her butthole.
"THIS IS MY DORITOS CALL FOR HELP!" the man screams while sniffing and biting chunks of flesh out of his wifes butt hole. He then exclaims.
"If I can't eat my doritos then I'll save them from your digestive track!"
The wife in tears says with her final breathe. "I gotta take a dump."
The man eats through that as well.
The end.
A man comes home from a long hard day at work, slowly opening the door hoping he doesn't break the door because he's a turd burger and can't fix the door. Anyways, he opens the door and enters his domain. Once in his house he looks for the pack of doritos he was saving for this very occasion. But, to his dismay someone has eaten his doritos. He asks his wife, the only other person in the house.
"Who has eaten my doritos?"
The wife responds, "I have dear."
The wife then lets out an audible fart. The room starts to smell of burnt egg nog. The man grabs his wife in rage, pins her down and starts smelling her butthole.
"THIS IS MY DORITOS CALL FOR HELP!" the man screams while sniffing and biting chunks of flesh out of his wifes butt hole. He then exclaims.
"If I can't eat my doritos then I'll save them from your digestive track!"
The wife in tears says with her final breathe. "I gotta take a dump."
The man eats through that as well.
The end.