CorporazioneAttiva
[FLTHY] Bjorn Filthy Incorporated
33 membriTasse 20%Fondata nel 2009
CEOAlex PaleyIndipendente- Kill
- 221
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 473
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 21%
- ISK distrutti
- 18.60B
- +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
- 221
- Perdite
- 473
- Indice di pericolo
- 99%
- Colpi finali
- 111
- Punti
- 221
ISK
- Distrutti
- 18.60B
- Persi
- 71.16B
- Bilancio
- -52.56B
- Efficienza ISK
- 21%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 66
- Percentuale solo
- 30%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 3
- Quota perdite NPC
- 1%
- 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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Descrizione
Bjorn Filthy was founded with the intention of running suicidal wormhole missions. Joining us will go against most of the things your guidance counselor said. We use prescription medication in a manner other than indicated on the label.
We shit on the chests of the twisted. You will wake up relentless cruise missle lobbing sleepers, sport-killing pvp players, and double-crossing miners. You will climb down the pits of hell with only the knife between your teeth. If you are ready to ride a scooter down a cliff of razors into a pool of nitroglicerin, with bottlerockets lit between your teeth and your balls on fire, you might just be the guy we're looking for.
No weirdos.
Death is certain - pay is not. You will be provided with ammunition, in some cases ships, and comraderie from like-minded pilots (other crazy s.o.b.s) who are interested in reaping the rewards of teamwork. However independence is also a must. Like a blind man in an orgy, you will have to feel your way around.
We shit on the chests of the twisted. You will wake up relentless cruise missle lobbing sleepers, sport-killing pvp players, and double-crossing miners. You will climb down the pits of hell with only the knife between your teeth. If you are ready to ride a scooter down a cliff of razors into a pool of nitroglicerin, with bottlerockets lit between your teeth and your balls on fire, you might just be the guy we're looking for.
No weirdos.
Death is certain - pay is not. You will be provided with ammunition, in some cases ships, and comraderie from like-minded pilots (other crazy s.o.b.s) who are interested in reaping the rewards of teamwork. However independence is also a must. Like a blind man in an orgy, you will have to feel your way around.