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Tacita Secemere

..Pain, hatred, anger..There is nothing left that I desire to see in this pathetic world.. [quote]Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam, Et lingua eius loquetur indicium...[/quote]

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Knosis

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Subject: Tacita Secemere
Race: Diclonius

-History-
Tacita was a normal diclonius. Was. Like the rest of her kind, she was taken from her home, the men claiming her to have some sort of disease. Of course, her parents always noticed she was different and subjected her to the torment she went through for the next 13 years of her life. One scientist in particular took an special interest in her, and gave her the 'pleasure' to work on her, and put 'passion' in his work as he recreated her. Slicing her up, taking off limbs and organs, he had replaced most of her body with genetically enhanced organ and bone structures that was somehow still 'alive', although most of the parts were mechanical. Her physical strength and endurance then was nearly doubled. Finally, Experiment 246, Tacita, snapped. She broke the neck of the substitute scientist that morning and escaped, never looking back. However, it seems they were never too far behind, as she was their most prized weapon. A chip inside her forced her to do their will, and a micro processor forced her to learn and understand abilities of her enemies.

That changed with the one she calls an Angel.

Atik came to Terra and by some chance, Tacita met him. After a very intense battle between the two, Atik came to be the victor and freed her of the chip that forced her will. Ever since, she's been with him, determined that somehow, she'd repay the man.

She was taken back to where Atik was created, another lab. But this time it was by her own will. With her permission, the scientists there genetically altered her to enhance her natural abilities. However, so far the experimentation has proven unsuccessful and has only brought a split personality and two modes for Tacita.

Normal Mode: Tacita is usually distant. Without Atik, she has no purpose and generally is there to either talk smack or pass the time. She has 6 renders in this form, as it is her normal diclonius form. These renders are invisible, and only 5 meters in length. These are also capable of defending her from most physical attacks and some magical spells, although they are generally just invisible shields she naturally has. She is not overly aggressive unless provoked.

Weapon mode: Her skin turns dark grey color. Scales line her skin that are hard and protective, although it is not exactly fool proof. The whites of her eyes turn black, leaving nothing but a red dot that is her pupil. She retains the 6 renders and gains 4 more in this form if pushed. In this form, she is capable of 'learning' abilities, as she has a process computer within her. She had learned a few abilities from Atik, although the few she has learned so far are weak compared to the original. This form is rarely used, as Tacita does fear this form and it is not known how to provoke the form to surface.

So begins...

Tacita Secemere's Story

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Tacita Secemere The doors of the bar would move open to the room slowly, though it seemed they moved by themselves for at first, no one would enter them. Then the soft tap of shoes, and a red headed woman would walk in silently. Her eyes, which was equally as red, searched the bar with uninterest, though her expression seemed emotionless or even a hint of sadness or anger.. Maybe a mixture, who would know? She was clad in a black dress that was neatly fit, a high neck and one that went to the floor. After giving her assessment of the place, she moved in further into the bar, the air about her like she wasn't someone you wanted to get close to..
More strange about this woman upon further inspection towards her head, one would see the horns from underneath her long red locks, just little bumps upon her head.
Eventually she would come to rest silently at a table alone in the corner, the waiters and waitresses avoiding to go anywhere near the woman..

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Tacita Secemere would slowly turn her gaze upon the man that had obviously ignored the natural human instincts to run, her eyes cold and full of hatred as she stared at him for the longest time, as if trying to make him feel 2 inches tall. The agonizing silence from her would be broken after several minutes when she parted her lips to speak.
"I would not understand why I would be given something as such and then inquire as to why a complete stranger would do such." She spoke softly, almost seemingly unemotional in her speaking. But one could almost turn it around and say a lot of emotion was in her voice at the same time.. She would return to the state of staring him down..

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Tacita Secemere remained motionless, but her eyes followed the man as he came to sit in the seat across from her. She mentally smirked at the man, all humans were alike. They all liked to stare and gawk at the creatures different from them. However, she decided to play along.. For now at least.

"Surly you have heard legends of what I am." She states almost as coldly as her stare. "There is a reason humans leave us alone, but I guess that is the only reason you approached me.."

Unknowingly, Bow would surrounded by all 6 of her vectors, ready to grab at him and would tear him apart if he said or did anything she thought was wrong..

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Tacita Secemere would physically smirk. "I am known by your kind as the Diclonius." She told him. She noticed the glow of the bow and the slight change of behavior of the man. He was slowly catching on to how much danger he was actually in right now. Maybe the name of her kind would scare him off completely.

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Tacita Secemere would slowly begin to get irritated with this man, but only let her vectors inch forward only slightly, a small smile setting upon her face that softened her features a little, only to give more of an creepy factor. "Perhaps you would like to ask me more questions than that. I have been told by several that I was more than.. Odd, strange. Perhaps you, like so many have, would like to study me further, yes?" She spoke softly, back to the unemotional state of voice.

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Tacita Secemere would slowly be losing all her patience with the ignorant man as he must continue to ignore the natural instincts to run away, far away from where she would be. She was amused by his introduction, like she would care either way who he was. Humans tend to all be the same at the core, no matter what. "Bow, then." She continued, though to herself not knowing why she didn't just kill him and be done with it. Maybe it was her sadistic nature, a cat playing with its catch to make it fun to kill later.

"I had just decided to come in." She answered his question, the vectors shifting around slightly.

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Tacita Secemere 's eyes widen slightly as he asked her to move her vectors away, moving one vector merely inches away from his neck. "I do not trust humans. So be very careful, Mr. Bow." She spoke softly, almost a whisper. All of her vectors would retract away from the man, for now at least. She had at least promised she would be good for one day..

"I do not want the.. Drink." She continued as if she had not just threatened his life. She shifted slightly, finally lowering her gaze from the man's face and remaining silent for a moment.

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Tacita Secemere raises her gaze back to the man, staring at him for the longest time in the silence again. It would seem she was simply studying him, looking -through- him instead of at him. She had listened to his words, and some how she knew she was in the right place after all.

"My name is Tacita Secemere." She stated before standing slowly without a warning, moving for the bar door. She stopped only for a moment to look around the bar once more before whispering to no one but herself. "Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam, et lingua eius loquetur indicium..." The bar doors would open once again by themselves as she made her exit.

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Tacita Secemere The doors of the bar would move open to the room slowly, though it seemed they moved by themselves for at first, no one would enter them. Then the soft tap of shoes, and a red headed woman would walk in silently. Her eyes, which was equally as red, searched the bar with uninterest, though her expression seemed emotionless or even a hint of sadness or anger.. Maybe a mixture, who would know? She was clad in a black dress that was neatly fit, a high neck and one that went to the floor. After giving her assessment of the place, she moved in further into the bar, the air about her like she wasn't someone you wanted to get close to..
More strange about this woman upon further inspection towards her head, one would see the horns from underneath her long red locks, just little bumps upon her head.
Eventually she would come to rest silently at a table alone in the corner, the waiters and waitresses avoiding to go anywhere near the woman..

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Tacita Secemere didn't notice the man wave at her as she settled further into the chair, but would notice him coming towards her as he it seemed as he and another come towards her. She would stare between the two, cold emotionless eyes, her movements slow and uninviting. She wasn't one to be taken lightly. She would merely stare at the two as they came closer, and wouldn't react until someone actually spoke to her.

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Tacita Secemere slowly shifts her blood red eyes over to the man, staring coldly and silently at him for what seems an uncomfortably long time, hoping the uneasy silence would scare him away. Eventually she would part her lips to speak in response. "I guess, Mr. Mero." When she spoke, her voice was unemotional, yet seemed to carry all the emotion of the world. Her attention would shift back to the boy, her cold eyes like daggers cutting -through- him. "No."

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Tacita Secemere 's eyes were still on the boy. "No." She simply stated again, changing her attention back to the man. "Because I had to decide whether or not I wanted to kill you before answering." She stated. Most people would take it as a joke, but for her.. Was it actually a joke? She had made a promise, it didn't mean she didn't have to keep it.

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Tacita Secemere just looked at him coldly, keeping her glare even with his gaze. She was silent again, unmoving.. Or so it seemed. Unknowingly, the man had 6 vectors around him, not grabbing him yet, but was close to doing so in order to paint his blood all over the walls. A small smile was hinted in the corner of her lips, one that seemed almost too creepy to trust. "No." She simply said.

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Tacita Secemere was slowly seeing, this one obviously was ignoring the natural instincts to run, or had no common sense at all. "You really -do not- want to get to know me better. Nor will you get the chance to after today. For either you would be running, or your blood will be sprayed across the walls." She simply stated, as if it was a normal thing to talk about. She remained unmoving, her renders mere inches away from the man. He was slowly getting on her nerves, despite her not showing it.

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Tacita Secemere would not rise from the table, her will was too iron clad. She had sat here first, nor would she put up with the aggravation. Mero would begin to feel the renders against his skin, around his neck, around his arms and legs. "If you do not leave, you won't have a choice any more." She warned him once more.

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Tacita Secemere the renders would begin to squeeze slightly around his neck. "If I didn't want to be alone, I wouldn't have sat alone. One last chance before I break my promise. I really don't want to disappoint the one I made the promise to, but you are becoming more and more taunting to have some fun with." She whispers, her voice becoming as cold as her eyes.

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Tacita Secemere 's face fell into a frown, her eyes slowly becoming more cold. "All humans are alike. Ignorant and pathetic." She spoke to herself. The vector holding the man's neck would attempt to throw him across the bar, if not just simply shove him off his feet. "Get out of here before I change my mind."

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Tacita Secemere watches the man in silence before turning her head straight forward, closing her eyes. She lost herself in her thoughts, ignoring all that was around her, all that she hated in the world.

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Tacita Secemere The doors of the bar would move open to the room slowly, though it seemed they moved by themselves for at first, no one would enter them. Then the soft tap of shoes, and a red headed woman would walk in silently. Her eyes, which was equally as red, searched the bar with uninterest, though her expression seemed emotionless or even a hint of sadness or anger.. Maybe a mixture, who would know? She was clad in a black dress that was neatly fit, a high neck and one that went to the floor. After giving her assessment of the place, she moved in further into the bar, the air about her like she wasn't someone you wanted to get close to..
More strange about this woman upon further inspection towards her head, one would see the horns from underneath her long red locks, just little bumps upon her head.
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Tacita Secemere leans back in her chair, her blood red eyes staring in front of her at the table's patterns, lost in thought. There were many that stared at her, but for Tacita, it would be nothing new. She had always been pointed at, gossiped about, picked on. The pain from being the 'freak' had well worn away by this time. It had been years, years of being so alone. She was use to this by now, use to the stares, the pointing, the fear. In some ways, they had a right. She was a threat to their pathetic kind, those humans...

Her eyes shifted to a particular group of waiters and waitresses that stood relatively close, the ones that were the typical human. They froze in fear upon her icy gaze turning to them. The promise, that promise was the worse thing she could have made. She was so tempted just to at least toy with them.. Let them bleed on the floor, an arm and a leg missing.. They could survive.. And her promise was only not to kill today..

Not today.. I promise, not today..

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