Osamurou
Apr 23, 2011
Feb 13, 2009(17y)
Feb 13, 2027(302d)
Combat
Kills1,055
Losses171
Efficiency86%
ISK
Destroyed1.92t
Lost18.72b
ISK Eff.99%
Solo
Solo Kills3
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows50
Points1,055
Other
NPC Losses9
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.17
ActivityInactive
Osamurou
Last Active
Apr 23, 2011
Birthday
Feb 13, 2009 (17 years old)
Next Birthday
Feb 13, 2027 (302 days)
Combat
Kills1,055
Losses171
Efficiency86%
Danger Ratio95%
ISK
Destroyed1.92t
Lost18.72b
ISK Efficiency99%
Balance+1.91t
Solo
Solo Kills3
Solo Ratio0%
Final Blows50
Points1,055
Other
NPC Losses9
NPC Loss Ratio5%
Avg Kills/Day0.17
ActivityInactive
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Bio
FLY, envious Time, till thou run out thy race;
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace;
And glut thyself with what thy womb devours,
Which is no more then what is false and vain,
And merely mortal dross;
So little is our loss,
So little is thy gain.
For when, as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd
And last of all thy greedy self consumed,
Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss,
With an individual kiss;
And Joy shall overtake us, as a flood,
When every thing that is sincerely good,
And perfectly divine,
With truth, and peace, and love, shall ever shine,
About the supreme throne
Of Him, to whose happy-making sight, alone,
When once our heavenly-guided soul shall climb,
Then all this earthly grossness quit,
Attired with stars, we shall for ever sit,
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee, O Time!
On Time - John Milton
Call on the lazy leaden-stepping hours,
Whose speed is but the heavy plummet's pace;
And glut thyself with what thy womb devours,
Which is no more then what is false and vain,
And merely mortal dross;
So little is our loss,
So little is thy gain.
For when, as each thing bad thou hast entomb'd
And last of all thy greedy self consumed,
Then long Eternity shall greet our bliss,
With an individual kiss;
And Joy shall overtake us, as a flood,
When every thing that is sincerely good,
And perfectly divine,
With truth, and peace, and love, shall ever shine,
About the supreme throne
Of Him, to whose happy-making sight, alone,
When once our heavenly-guided soul shall climb,
Then all this earthly grossness quit,
Attired with stars, we shall for ever sit,
Triumphing over Death, and Chance, and thee, O Time!
On Time - John Milton
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Solo Kills0
Solo Losses0
NPC Losses0
Blob Factor0
Active TimezoneUSTZ
Final Blows0
Points0
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Intel Profile
PlaystyleSolo (0 kills)
Avg Fleet: -