CorporazioneAttivaAttaccabile in guerra
[NIIII] Knights of Nii
43 membriTasse 5%Fondata nel 2010
- Kill
- 4640
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 1257
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 94%
- ISK distrutti
- 1.80T
- +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
- 4640
- Perdite
- 1257
- Indice di pericolo
- 94%
- Colpi finali
- 1861
- Punti
- 4640
ISK
- Distrutti
- 1.80T
- Persi
- 111.98B
- Bilancio
- +1.69T
- Efficienza ISK
- 94%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 885
- Percentuale solo
- 19%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 81
- Quota perdite NPC
- 6%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Attività
Cosa vola la corporazione, dove combatte, le ultime kill e perdite
I più preziosi
Le kill più costose del periodo
Chi incontra
Chi uccide, da chi viene uccisa e cosa perde
Ultimi 90g
Uccisi
Ucciso da
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Battaglie
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Descrizione
http://imgur.com/gallery/AZKBToR
The Knights of Nii are a casual group of people who are here to have fun.
We are active in most parts of Eve though our focus is wormhole space. You can often find us clearing space of interstellar debris.
Captain and general Nii God: Geddonz
Acting CEO and general scapegoat: Lex Akely
About being a Knight of Nii:
Roger the Shrubber: Are you saying Ni to that old woman?
King Arthur: Um, yes.
Roger the Shrubber: Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say Ni at will to old ladies. There is a pestilence upon this land, nothing is sacred. Even those who arrange and design shrubberies are under considerable economic stress in this period in history.
King Arthur: Did you say shrubberies?
Roger the Shrubber: Yes, shrubberies are my trade. I am a shrubber. My name is Roger the Shrubber. I arrange, design, and sell shrubberies.
About being a part of The 20 Minuter Alliance:
Captain Darling: Excuse me, Sir
Lord Flasheart: Yes, yes, prat at the back.
Captain Darling: I'm sure we'd all like to know... Why are you called the Twenty Minuters?
Lieutenant George: Oh, Mr Thicko, fancy not knowing that!
Lord Flasheart: It's simple! The life expectancy of a new pilot is twenty minutes!
Captain Blackadder: Life *expectancy* of twenty minutes?
Lord Flasheart: That's right! Goggles on, chocks away, last one back's a homo! Hooray!
Captain Blackadder: So we take off in ten minutes, we're in the air for twenty minutes, so we should be dead by twenty to ten.
Lieutenant George: Hairy blighter, sir, this is a bit of a turn-up for the plus fours.
The Knights of Nii are a casual group of people who are here to have fun.
We are active in most parts of Eve though our focus is wormhole space. You can often find us clearing space of interstellar debris.
Captain and general Nii God: Geddonz
Acting CEO and general scapegoat: Lex Akely
About being a Knight of Nii:
Roger the Shrubber: Are you saying Ni to that old woman?
King Arthur: Um, yes.
Roger the Shrubber: Oh, what sad times are these when passing ruffians can say Ni at will to old ladies. There is a pestilence upon this land, nothing is sacred. Even those who arrange and design shrubberies are under considerable economic stress in this period in history.
King Arthur: Did you say shrubberies?
Roger the Shrubber: Yes, shrubberies are my trade. I am a shrubber. My name is Roger the Shrubber. I arrange, design, and sell shrubberies.
About being a part of The 20 Minuter Alliance:
Captain Darling: Excuse me, Sir
Lord Flasheart: Yes, yes, prat at the back.
Captain Darling: I'm sure we'd all like to know... Why are you called the Twenty Minuters?
Lieutenant George: Oh, Mr Thicko, fancy not knowing that!
Lord Flasheart: It's simple! The life expectancy of a new pilot is twenty minutes!
Captain Blackadder: Life *expectancy* of twenty minutes?
Lord Flasheart: That's right! Goggles on, chocks away, last one back's a homo! Hooray!
Captain Blackadder: So we take off in ten minutes, we're in the air for twenty minutes, so we should be dead by twenty to ten.
Lieutenant George: Hairy blighter, sir, this is a bit of a turn-up for the plus fours.