Caldari
Civire
4.47
Jammer Tonaskit
Last Active:
over 1 year ago
Birthday:
Jun 16, 2012 (13 years old)
Next Birthday:
Jun 16, 2026 (277 days remaining)
Combat Metrics
Kills
136
Losses
636
Efficiency
17.6%
Danger Ratio
0.2%
ISK Metrics
ISK Killed
14.34B ISK
ISK Lost
292.01B ISK
ISK Efficiency
4.7%
ISK Balance
-277,668,731,684 ISK
Solo Activity
Solo Kills
41
Solo Losses
300
Solo Kill Ratio
30.1%
Solo Efficiency
12.0%
Other Metrics
NPC Losses
31
NPC Loss Ratio
4.9
Avg. Kills/Day
0.0
Activity
Minimal
Character Biography
"Bomb, bomb, bomb!" The sensor tech's voice jumped two octaves. Jammer nodded, and the helm set a course directly away from the coming detonation. The Drake heeled over on its side and accelerated.
"Sir, Captain Sar has assumed command of the fleet! The Admiral is dead, and Victory has been destroyed!" Commo's eyes were wide.
Suddenly the deck pitched to port and the lights went out. The gunner shouted "we've been hit!" at the same instant the helm screamed "collision! collision!" Red and yellow emergency indicators lit the dark bridge.
"Emergency warp! Course 180-45: relative sun, full elevation. Jump, jump, jump!" snapped Jammer.
The fleet speaker came to life, garbled with static, and then the words "...scatter, scatter, scatter!" broke through.
Jammer and his First Officer stared at each other. With those words, the First Imperial Guard ceased to exist.
Eight long days later, a battered Drake docked deep in Venal, nine regions away. One man disembarked, and vanished into the crowd.
"Sir, Captain Sar has assumed command of the fleet! The Admiral is dead, and Victory has been destroyed!" Commo's eyes were wide.
Suddenly the deck pitched to port and the lights went out. The gunner shouted "we've been hit!" at the same instant the helm screamed "collision! collision!" Red and yellow emergency indicators lit the dark bridge.
"Emergency warp! Course 180-45: relative sun, full elevation. Jump, jump, jump!" snapped Jammer.
The fleet speaker came to life, garbled with static, and then the words "...scatter, scatter, scatter!" broke through.
Jammer and his First Officer stared at each other. With those words, the First Imperial Guard ceased to exist.
Eight long days later, a battered Drake docked deep in Venal, nine regions away. One man disembarked, and vanished into the crowd.