CorporazioneAttiva
[OLSL] Order of Lazy Snail
2 membriTasse 0%Fondata nel 2020
- Kill
- 3
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Perdite
- 16
- +0 negli ultimi 90 giorni
- Efficienza
- Efficienza ISK 2%
- ISK distrutti
- 135.7M
- +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
- 16
- Indice di pericolo
- 100%
- Colpi finali
- 3
- Punti
- 3
ISK
- Distrutti
- 135.7M
- Persi
- 7.13B
- Bilancio
- -6.99B
- Efficienza ISK
- 2%
Solo
- Kill in solo
- 2
- Percentuale solo
- 67%
- Kill medie/giorno
- —
Altro
- Perdite contro NPC
- 0
- Quota perdite NPC
- 0%
- 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
- A dream?
“Well, are you dreaming of something?”
- Nope, I don’t dream ...
If good conquers evil not nonsense,
Then wish me good day
If the bunks are tough, as the guys say,
Then wish me a soft landing
Spitting blood, trimming over an eyebrow
Wish me health
A bullet in the back of the head - fell on the sand,
Wish me a good night,
There’s something in the palm of your hand
So guess a long life
And don’t say that they will pursue the authorities
Say what will pursue happiness
And everyone takes something from me
Someone in debt, someone in the mouth,
The colony took childhood changing the interior,
But no one has yet taken an example
And I'm waiting for a miracle in Hachiko mode
And all your movements are static to me
If addition is just math,
Then we lay down our arms with my brother
I kind of thought to solve everything kindly,
But the cutlery under the rib
And our death will be profitable bro
Not just for funeral homes,
And I will be very honest
Even where lies are breathing,
And let this passport be fake
But the photo is mine
“Well, are you dreaming of something?”
- Nope, I don’t dream ...
If good conquers evil not nonsense,
Then wish me good day
If the bunks are tough, as the guys say,
Then wish me a soft landing
Spitting blood, trimming over an eyebrow
Wish me health
A bullet in the back of the head - fell on the sand,
Wish me a good night,
There’s something in the palm of your hand
So guess a long life
And don’t say that they will pursue the authorities
Say what will pursue happiness
And everyone takes something from me
Someone in debt, someone in the mouth,
The colony took childhood changing the interior,
But no one has yet taken an example
And I'm waiting for a miracle in Hachiko mode
And all your movements are static to me
If addition is just math,
Then we lay down our arms with my brother
I kind of thought to solve everything kindly,
But the cutlery under the rib
And our death will be profitable bro
Not just for funeral homes,
And I will be very honest
Even where lies are breathing,
And let this passport be fake
But the photo is mine