0.10
- Kill
- 3
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 47
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 73%
- ISK distrutti
- 17.04B
- +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
- 3
- Perdite
- 47
- Indice di pericolo
- 91%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 3
ISK
- Distrutti
- 17.04B
- Persi
- 6.42B
- Bilancio
- +10.63B
- Efficienza ISK
- 73%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 4
- Quota perdite NPC
- 9%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni inflitti375.8K
Rapporto danni · 23%
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
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.