Enkido Aubaris
- Creato il
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- Prossimo compleanno
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- Ultima attività
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- Security status
- 5.00
Scheda di combattimento
Numeri da eve-kill, di tutta la carriera
Combattimento
- Kill
- 0
- Perdite
- 23
- Efficienza
- 0%
- Indice di pericolo
- 96%
ISK
- Distrutti
- 0
- Persi
- 5.03B
- Efficienza ISK
- 0%
- Bilancio
- -5.03B
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 0
- Percentuale solo
- 0%
- Colpi finali
- 0
- Punti
- 0
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 1
- Quota perdite NPC
- 4%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
- Attività
- Inattivo
Danni
Danni inflitti0
Danni subiti396.9K
Rapporto danni0%
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
Restoring department of HalcyonDal martedì 19 marzo 20190 Kill2 Perdite
AliastraDal mercoledì 14 novembre 20180 Kill2 Perdite
Gold Star in Blood CorporationDal sabato 14 luglio 20180 Kill0 Perdite
AliastraDal sabato 14 luglio 20180 Kill0 Perdite
Restoring department of HalcyonDal giovedì 7 gennaio 20160 Kill6 Perdite
AliastraDal sabato 10 ottobre 20150 Kill0 Perdite
Les GardiensDal giovedì 19 marzo 20150 Kill0 Perdite
AliastraDal lunedì 12 gennaio 20150 Kill0 Perdite
Les GardiensDal giovedì 9 ottobre 20140 Kill2 Perdite
Federal Navy AcademyDal mercoledì 8 ottobre 20140 Kill0 Perdite
Bio in gioco
SHALL THE DUST PRAISE THEE?
The Day of Wrath arrived. The sky pealed with trumpets, agonized, summoning. Everywhere the dry rocks rose, groaning, and fell back in rubble. Then the sky split, and in the dazzle appeared a throne of white fire, in a rainbow that burned green...
God arrives on Earth, ready to inflict the Day of Wrath on humankind, but finds that all life has already disappeared.
The angels tell God that there has been a great war between four major countries which has wiped out all life on earth, and that the true end of days had already occurred through nuclear warfare.
...Under the wide dome of heaven, no bird flew. No creature crawled or crept on the face of the earth; there was no tree, and no blade of grass...
...The fifth angel moistened his lips and said, “Lord, are You not God? Shall any secrets be hid from the Maker of all things?”
...And God grew wroth, and cried out “Let the stones speak!”
Then the gray rocks fountained up into dust, uncovering caverns and tunnels, like the chambers of an empty anthill. And in some places bright metal gleamed, lying in skeins that were graceful but without design, as if the metal had melted and run like water.
In the wall of that lowest chamber, someone had chiseled a row of letters. And when the machine in that chamber had been destroyed the fiery metal had sprayed out and filled the letters in the wall, so that they gleamed now like silver in the darkness.
And God read the words, "WE WERE HERE. WHERE WERE YOU?"
...this is how my days go by, full of bureaucracy and the study of ancient fairy tales transmitted by the lips of those who still remembered them, those who escaped the Day of Wrath and settled in New Eden. I'm just another Russian speaking RP capsuleer.
The Day of Wrath arrived. The sky pealed with trumpets, agonized, summoning. Everywhere the dry rocks rose, groaning, and fell back in rubble. Then the sky split, and in the dazzle appeared a throne of white fire, in a rainbow that burned green...
God arrives on Earth, ready to inflict the Day of Wrath on humankind, but finds that all life has already disappeared.
The angels tell God that there has been a great war between four major countries which has wiped out all life on earth, and that the true end of days had already occurred through nuclear warfare.
...Under the wide dome of heaven, no bird flew. No creature crawled or crept on the face of the earth; there was no tree, and no blade of grass...
...The fifth angel moistened his lips and said, “Lord, are You not God? Shall any secrets be hid from the Maker of all things?”
...And God grew wroth, and cried out “Let the stones speak!”
Then the gray rocks fountained up into dust, uncovering caverns and tunnels, like the chambers of an empty anthill. And in some places bright metal gleamed, lying in skeins that were graceful but without design, as if the metal had melted and run like water.
In the wall of that lowest chamber, someone had chiseled a row of letters. And when the machine in that chamber had been destroyed the fiery metal had sprayed out and filled the letters in the wall, so that they gleamed now like silver in the darkness.
And God read the words, "WE WERE HERE. WHERE WERE YOU?"
...this is how my days go by, full of bureaucracy and the study of ancient fairy tales transmitted by the lips of those who still remembered them, those who escaped the Day of Wrath and settled in New Eden. I'm just another Russian speaking RP capsuleer.