Date of birth:
Caucasian though is of French decent.
naturally white blonde
Home schooled, has extensive knowledge of literature, philosophy, and art history.
Assists her father in his ‘research’
She was one of the first born of the generation who knew nothing but chaos. A new breed of humans who were to emerge into the world instinctively accustom to strife and pain. Her mother, on the day of Inez’s birth, looked upon the innocence she had forced into existence and could not help but be enveloped in guilt. Overwhelmed by her undeniable maternal desire to conceive a child she had not paused to contemplate the state of the world said child was being born into. Each intimate moment the pair spent together was endless internal torment for young Mrs. Daim. Unfortunately her husband, Jack Daim, was far too caught up in his own affairs to take notice to his wife’s worsening condition. On a brisk morning in September Mrs. Daim decided it best to spare herself and her child from the hardships of surviving in a totalitarian society. Before young Inez had time to solidify a memory of the sound of her mother’s voice or comfort of resting tightly in her arms Mrs. Daim swallowed a bottle of prescription sleeping pills for breakfast. Jack, rushing through the door to tell his spouse of his great scientific feat at the lab where he worked as a chemist, came home just in time to stop his half dead wife from feeding their infant daughter a baby bottle full of drain cleaner.
The death of Inez’s mother shattered Jack Daim’s perception of reality. What once were mundane day-to-day activities now became a long list of chores riddled with complications and laced with alcohol abuse. Despite her father’s alcoholism Inez had a relatively uneventful adolescence. Jack, while a troubled man, was also extremely intellectually gifted and saw it best to shelter his daughter from the cruel outside world and home school her instead. She became particularly fond of art and literature; often she would spend her time stealing books from her father’s library. Most of them history books discussing post modern painters, each work of non-fiction would fill her head with thoughts of a time when perusing a career in the arts was still an obtainable dream. While never one to be outwardly social Inez was known by the children in her apartment to be quite sarcastic and quick-witted. She was not nearly as socially awkward as most kids whose parents were wise enough to lock them in seclusion.
The young deer eyed girl continued to flourish until some time after her 16th birthday. Around that time money and necessities hit an all time low in the Diam house hold, her father’s government job was no longer paying the bills or offering the small family protection from terrorist or other outside dangers. Break in’s were constant in her apartment complex and after having his daughter held at gunpoint twice Jack saw it necessary to take action. What was once middle class suburbia had become the slums almost over night and without the proper funds the pair were stuck to meet their death. In a moment of desperation Mr. Diam, a tall broad man now in his late forties, decided to put his vast knowledge of chemistry to criminal use. Spending the last bit of the family’s money Jack visited the nearest super market and purchased a plethora of house hold cleaning products and countless other supplies. Thus the Diam family business came to be. Scraping up all the materials he could afford Jack taught Inez how to cook an extensive number of illegal substances ranging from drugs to liquid bombs.
The father and daughter’s side project picked up quickly, however in its early stages it still didn’t bring in enough revenue to allow Jack to quit his job completely. This left Inez to deal with customers while her father was at work. The young girl’s frail appearance and wide fearful eyes immediately made her a target for the men who sought out her father’s merchandise. Not wanting to bring the customers to her home Inez would often meet with these individuals at a hotel across the street. Generally the process was quick, a swift slide of the hand and it was over and done. It wasn’t until her father began communicating with other drug dealers that things become complicated. Well known for his reliability and quality product Jack Daim very quickly realized it was in his best interest to partner up with another seller with equally as impressive of a reputation as his own to further extend his network. A man many called ‘The Florist’ came highly recommended and with good reason. Jack was fascinated with the quality of his merchandise especially the personal touches he put on the Zephyr he was producing. After a bit of research he discovered the man’s name was Casio. It took one hell of a proposal and far too much money but after much coaxing Casino finally agreed to combine their business and further explore the possibilities chemically altered Zephyr had to offer.
The modified strains of Zephyr became a game changer for Inez. Their customer’s become violent and desperate not to mention they frequented their services several times a week. The Daim’s and Casio became the only dealers in town with the capabilities of fusing together the new recipes of Z, causing the quantities requested to skyrocket. Inez continued to remain the middleman for her father who became far too afraid of other dealers targeting Casio and himself to risk selling the product. However as the business rapidly expanded Inez was soon over powered. She stood no chance against the thugs and mafia members that began to come after her in dire need of zephyr in bulk. Physical abuse and rape became a part of her job description, the world her father had once tried to protect her from he now subjected her to on a daily basis. Turning a blind eye to her scars and bruises Jack became consumed by his success and by his excessive funds. In order to endure her father’s neglect and the constant physical abuse of their customers the shorthaired pixie began partaking in the use of her father’s products whilst proceeding to steal funds from her sales to invest in her own protection. By the time the girl had turned 19 she was as lethal as the knives and firearms she kept on her personnel. Still child like and jubilant in appearance the girl had hardened into a silent and calculating business women, her wild imagination and eager personality now stifled by her necessity for self preservation
After many attempted recipes the Jack and Cash perfected their own personal Zephyr formula using the most high quality ingredients money could buy. Now more business partners than father and daughter Jack felt it was best to make an ode to Inez for robbing her of a normal life. Thus he began packaging his generally liquid Zephyr in an oversized gel capsule form imprinting each pill with a wide deer like eye (A reference to his nickname for Inez; Bambi). Father and daughter soon realized after the purchase of their second penthouse that they had become emotionally contorted beyond repair. Carrying far too much emotional damage Inez politely informed her father that she no longer wished to be his errand girl. She now resides in her own loft on the nicer side of town only a block away from both of her father’s residences. Generally she still assists in fulfilling people’s orders in the lab and occasionally plays the role of middle man for Jack when the job requires a strong dominant presence or is too risky for Casio or himself to show their faces.
While Inez may be unofficially out of the family business she has done little to settle down. Overwhelmed with seemingly never ending funds she is a often the host of many outrageous zephyr induced raves and is known in the underground scene as a socialite. While still generally meek and introverted her sense of unfulfillment drives her constantly to attempt to please the masses. Jaded by her father’s unintentional abuse Inez is more often than not alone outside the context of the role she plays as a club kid any weekend past the hours of 1 am. Weekdays she prefers to be in her own company filling her brain once more with the forbidden knowledge of philosophy, literature, and art. Without a purpose and without any drive to do much outside the context of study and paint the young girl has began to save her money in hope that Mars has more to offer her than the waste land that is decaying at her feet.