- Kill
- 1199
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 1400
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 67%
- ISK distrutti
- 217.95B
- +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
- 1199
- Perdite
- 1400
- Indice di pericolo
- 96%
- Colpi finali
- 525
- Punti
- 1199
ISK
- Distrutti
- 217.95B
- Persi
- 106.05B
- Bilancio
- +111.89B
- Efficienza ISK
- 67%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 232
- Percentuale solo
- 19%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 53
- Quota perdite NPC
- 4%
- Attività
- Inattivo
Attività
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Chi incontra
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Descrizione
Welcome to The Apple of Discord!
(Brief Introduction)
This corporation is dedicated to bringing Discord to the masses, in its original, chock-full-o-explosions form! What's the AoD, you ask? Well, it's the Magnum Opiate of Vessini, Wherein Is Explained Absolutely Everything Worth Knowing About Absolutely Anything.
Why not? Since the alleged intelligentsia have not yet discovered us, the best way to keep our legend alive is to encourage the mythology and the controversy about us. Increasingly, pilots wrote to ask me if Timothy Leary had founded us, and I almost always told them he had, except on Fridays when I am more whimsical, in which case I told them it had been transmitted by a canine intelligence -- vast, cool, and unsympathetic -- from the Dog Star, Sirius.
In conclusion, there is no conclusion. Things go on as they always have, getting weirder all the time.
Hail Eris. All hail Discordia. Fnord?
AoD is a tribe of philosophers, theologians, magicians, scientists, artists, clowns, and similar maniacs.
Rules!
I - There is no corporation but corporation and She is corporation. There is no Apple of Discord but The Apple of Discord and it is The Apple of Discord. And every Golden Apple Corps is the beloved home of a Golden Worm.
V - A Discordian is Prohibited of Believing what he reads.
THE MYTH OF THE APPLE OF DISCORD
It seems that Zeus was preparing a wedding banquet for Peleus and Thetis and did not want to invite Eris because of Her reputation as a trouble maker.*
This made Eris angry, and so She fashioned an apple of pure gold** and inscribed upon it KALLISTI ("To The Prettiest One") and on the day of the fete She rolled it into the banquet hall and then left to be alone and joyously partake of a hot dog.
Now, three of the invited goddesses,*** Athena, Hera, and Aphrodite, each immediately claimed it to belong to herself because of the inscription. And they started fighting, and they started throwing punch all over the place and everything.
Finally Zeus calmed things down and declared that an arbitrator must be selected, which was a reasonable suggestion, and all agreed. He sent them to a shepherd of Troy, whose name was Paris because his mother had had a lot of gaul and had married a Frenchman; but each of the sneaky goddesses tried to outwit the others by going early and offering a bribe to Paris.
Athena offered him Heroic War Victories, Hera offered him Great Wealth, and Aphrodite offered him the Most Beautiful Woman on Earth. Being a healthy young Trojan lad, Paris promptly accepted Aphrodite's bribe and she got the apple and he got screwed.
As she had promised, she maneuvered earthly happenings so that Paris could have Helen (the Helen) then living with her husband Menelaus, King of Sparta. Anyway, everyone knows that the Trojan War followed when Sparta demanded their Queen back and that the Trojan War is said to be The First War among men.
And so we suffer because of the Original Snub. And so a Discordian is to partake of No Hot Dog Buns.
Do you believe that?
(Brief Introduction)
This corporation is dedicated to bringing Discord to the masses, in its original, chock-full-o-explosions form! What's the AoD, you ask? Well, it's the Magnum Opiate of Vessini, Wherein Is Explained Absolutely Everything Worth Knowing About Absolutely Anything.
Why not? Since the alleged intelligentsia have not yet discovered us, the best way to keep our legend alive is to encourage the mythology and the controversy about us. Increasingly, pilots wrote to ask me if Timothy Leary had founded us, and I almost always told them he had, except on Fridays when I am more whimsical, in which case I told them it had been transmitted by a canine intelligence -- vast, cool, and unsympathetic -- from the Dog Star, Sirius.
In conclusion, there is no conclusion. Things go on as they always have, getting weirder all the time.
Hail Eris. All hail Discordia. Fnord?
AoD is a tribe of philosophers, theologians, magicians, scientists, artists, clowns, and similar maniacs.
Rules!
I - There is no corporation but corporation and She is corporation. There is no Apple of Discord but The Apple of Discord and it is The Apple of Discord. And every Golden Apple Corps is the beloved home of a Golden Worm.
V - A Discordian is Prohibited of Believing what he reads.
THE MYTH OF THE APPLE OF DISCORD
It seems that Zeus was preparing a wedding banquet for Peleus and Thetis and did not want to invite Eris because of Her reputation as a trouble maker.*
This made Eris angry, and so She fashioned an apple of pure gold** and inscribed upon it KALLISTI ("To The Prettiest One") and on the day of the fete She rolled it into the banquet hall and then left to be alone and joyously partake of a hot dog.
Now, three of the invited goddesses,*** Athena, Hera, and Aphrodite, each immediately claimed it to belong to herself because of the inscription. And they started fighting, and they started throwing punch all over the place and everything.
Finally Zeus calmed things down and declared that an arbitrator must be selected, which was a reasonable suggestion, and all agreed. He sent them to a shepherd of Troy, whose name was Paris because his mother had had a lot of gaul and had married a Frenchman; but each of the sneaky goddesses tried to outwit the others by going early and offering a bribe to Paris.
Athena offered him Heroic War Victories, Hera offered him Great Wealth, and Aphrodite offered him the Most Beautiful Woman on Earth. Being a healthy young Trojan lad, Paris promptly accepted Aphrodite's bribe and she got the apple and he got screwed.
As she had promised, she maneuvered earthly happenings so that Paris could have Helen (the Helen) then living with her husband Menelaus, King of Sparta. Anyway, everyone knows that the Trojan War followed when Sparta demanded their Queen back and that the Trojan War is said to be The First War among men.
And so we suffer because of the Original Snub. And so a Discordian is to partake of No Hot Dog Buns.
Do you believe that?