Caldari
Achura
0.19
Yellow Jack
Last Active:
3 days ago
Birthday:
Mar 19, 2019 (6 years old)
Next Birthday:
Mar 19, 2026 (135 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
936
Losses
377
Efficiency
71.3%
Danger Ratio
71.3%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
305.65B ISK
ISK Lost
62.95B ISK
ISK Efficiency
82.9%
ISK Balance
242.70B ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
307
Solo Losses
110
Solo Kill Ratio
32.8%
Solo Efficiency
73.6%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
12
NPC Loss Ratio
3.2
Avg. Kills/Day
0.4
Activity
Very High
Character Biography
Cantus ad Sanctum Bobum
O Bob, who art in Class Six,
Hallowed be thy anomaly.
Thy collapse come,
Thy will be done,
In high mass and lowsec alike.
Give us this day our daily static,
And forgive us our drift
As we forgive those
Who warp cloaked through our sites.
And lead us not into cyno traps,
But deliver us from the nullbears.
For thine is the wormhole,
And the mass, and the rage log,
Forever and ever,
Unless it’s rolled.
Amen.
O Bob, divine scheduler of timers,
Thou who cloaks the Watch Tower of forgotten bookmarks,
Look not upon our sins of dual-prop fit,
Nor our cowardice in rolling high-mass solo.
Grant us the strength to tackle with ECM,
And the wisdom to not engage in an Astero.
Let thy holy rage consume the pod-warpers,
May your wrath ever burn against
The Prober who doth scan in a Buzzard,
Yet bookmarks nothing.
May your chains be fresh,
Your holes be virgin,
Your loot be plentiful,
And your enemies unscanned.
In Bob’s glorious name,
Let the holy jump commence.
In nomine Bob, collapsi, et sancti Polarisu, Amen.
O Bob, who art in Class Six,
Hallowed be thy anomaly.
Thy collapse come,
Thy will be done,
In high mass and lowsec alike.
Give us this day our daily static,
And forgive us our drift
As we forgive those
Who warp cloaked through our sites.
And lead us not into cyno traps,
But deliver us from the nullbears.
For thine is the wormhole,
And the mass, and the rage log,
Forever and ever,
Unless it’s rolled.
Amen.
O Bob, divine scheduler of timers,
Thou who cloaks the Watch Tower of forgotten bookmarks,
Look not upon our sins of dual-prop fit,
Nor our cowardice in rolling high-mass solo.
Grant us the strength to tackle with ECM,
And the wisdom to not engage in an Astero.
Let thy holy rage consume the pod-warpers,
May your wrath ever burn against
The Prober who doth scan in a Buzzard,
Yet bookmarks nothing.
May your chains be fresh,
Your holes be virgin,
Your loot be plentiful,
And your enemies unscanned.
In Bob’s glorious name,
Let the holy jump commence.
In nomine Bob, collapsi, et sancti Polarisu, Amen.