Name: Dali Demyan<br/>Age: 19<br/>Eye color: Honey brown<br/>Hair color: Sandy blonde<br/>Nationality: Georgian emmigrant to Russia as a child.<br/>Appearance: She doesn't look crazy. Dali in fact looks wonderfully good with her light hair and honeyed eyes, a healthy girl with plump lips, a fairly straight nose and narrow, almond-shaped brown eyes. She does however have a very intense gaze and usually wears smokey eyemakeup to enhance the impression, her blonde fringe allowed to hang halfway infront of it, and she wears nothing but comfortable clothing.<br/>Career: None apart from inception.<br/>Played by: Idachan<br/><br/>Background: Dali's parents left Georgia in 1992 for Russia where they took the name Demyan, the only surname Dali has ever known, and integrated mostly to the society. Of course, that society was the Russian Mob where Dali's father climbed the ranks and had been even before the relocation, not exactly giving Dali any kind of normal childhood. And she wasn't a normal child to begin with.<br/><br/>Quiet and watching the little Dali sat on the floor of a big oak cabinet that her father had in his study as his so called business flourished, seeing clients and coworkers beg, threaten and cajole with her father and her young ears ate it all up. When she was nine she started following him secrecy, seeing things no one should ever see like the execution of a family, her own father raping a prostitute and how they tested out their latest shipments on unwilling subjects. And Dali didn't look away.<br/><br/>Dali had turned eleven when she decided to up the stakes a little, by then she was quite good at following people, and after having tested it out on people who didn't know her she finally gave it a go. She started following her father almost constantly, letting him know that someone was after him. Little by little she made him frayed around the edges and paranoid about everyone untill he became sloppy one day and by the mercy of a rival's hired guns... died. The experiment was a failure.<br/><br/>Turning her eyes to other ways of getting satisfaction Dali started learning how to use her computer to find out details about people, first very innocently and with the passing years very illegally. Not that it satisfied her enough, not by a longshot. It wasn't untill she was fifteen that she started to realize how satisfied she could really be. Her mother had just started seeing a new man and Dali behind her beautiful mask was furious. Furious and slightly tickled.<br/><br/>With her own sexuality starting to bud Dali took to her feet again, at first following the man, actually stalking him, and then taking to sitting in his car when he wasn't there. Then one evening as he took her mother to the opera Dali broke into his apartment, just sat in his livingroom for hours the first time. The next time she walked around, looked into his files and dug through his dirty laundry. With each visit she became more bold, taking something from the fridge, getting into his shower, sleeping in his bed.<br/><br/>It went on for months before it was declared that the man was moving in with them, enraged Dali did a fairly good job at trashing his place in answer to the news. She could only take it for a single week before her eyes turned to her mother with the same kind of game she had played on her father, only this time she did reach success and the success being her mother's suicide.<br/><br/>And at the tender age of sixteen Dali had gotten what she wanted, her mother out of the way and the man living with only her now. Exuberant inside Dali packed a bag and moved into the flat she had gotten to know so well the last year, wearing her nicest nightgown half undone when walking into his bedroom. Only to find him sitting in an armchair reviewing surveillance tapes of her visits to his flat.<br/><br/>He had been grooming her.<br/><br/>Picture:<br/>(http://i650.photobucket.com/albums/uu221/idahcan/Brenda/49e6188ebe0fc.jpg)(http://i650.photobucket.com/albums/uu221/idahcan/Brenda/49e618ff7c979.jpg)(http://i650.photobucket.com/albums/uu221/idahcan/Brenda/49e61b2f6846a.jpg)<br/>(http://i650.photobucket.com/albums/uu221/idahcan/Brenda/4a23da62eb633.jpg)(http://i650.photobucket.com/albums/uu221/idahcan/Brenda/49d8c46711593.jpg)