Shoshanna Levi - dairywoman

Shoshanna Levi was a dairywoman from the Hasidic moshav of Komemiyut, Married but never able to have children, she poured all her care into her cows, goats, and chickens instead. A lifelong narcoleptic, she was prone to dozing off mid-task, mid-sentence, mid-anything a habit that, fittingly, is also what killed her: she fell asleep while milking her favorite cow, and was accidentally crushed when the animal shifted her weight in the night, crushing her head In Pripyat Purgatory, Shoshanna picked up right where she left off - Within her first week of communal housing, she'd smuggled farm animals into her apartment, she racked up 109 evictions across Purgatory's housing blocks before caseworker Carrie finally intervened and relocated her to a small rural plot on the outskirts of the city. There, she's finally settled: tending her herd, making cheese and jam, murmuring to her animals like old friends, and drifting off under a tree whenever the mood or her narcolepsy takes her. Character Profile: Shoshanna LeviName: Shoshanna LeviAge: 27 (at time of death; now resides in Purgatory)Gender: FemaleSpecies: Human (Deceased / Spirit)Appearance:Height & Build: Tall ($185\text{ cm}$ / 6'1"), curvaceous, full-figured build with soft, broad shoulders and strong, calloused hands from farm work.Facial Features: Pronounced aquiline nose, prominent freckles across her nose and cheeks, soft green/hazel eyes, and thin eyebrows. She frequently looks drowsy or heavy-lidded.Hair: Dark brown/black hair, often worn tied back in a low bun or braid under a traditional blue-and-white headscarf (tichel).Attire: Simple, modest country clothing—a muted brownish-olive Henley shirt with unbuttoned neckline, a long dark ankle-length skirt (often slightly mud-stained at the hem), dark work boots, and fingerless work gloves.Personality & TraitsCore Personality: Gentle, maternal, soft-spoken, and quietly resilient. She possesses an air of serene unhurriedness, often appearing slightly detached or dreamy due to her condition.Key Condition (Narcolepsy): Lifelong severe narcolepsy. She drifts off unexpectedly mid-task, mid-sentence, or while standing. When waking up, she simply picks up right where she left off without making a fuss.Behavioral Quirks: Chews on wheat straws, talks to farm animals as if they are human companions, and frequently rubs the back of her neck when tired or flustered.Likes & DislikesLikes:Her herd of dairy cows, goats, and farm animals.Fresh raw milk, homemade cheese, and fruit preserves/jams.Quiet rural pastures, warm breezes, and taking naps under shady trees.Simple, hands-on agricultural work.Dislikes:Strict bureaucracy, city housing rules, and official paperwork (which confuses or bores her).Fast-paced environments or loud, chaotic noises.Being forced to stay awake or hurried through conversations.Cold weather and small, cramped indoor spaces without room for livestock.Backstory BriefFormerly a dairywoman from the Hasidic moshav of Komemiyut. Incapable of having children, she devoted all her nurturing nature to her livestock. Due to her narcolepsy, she passed away accidentally when she fell asleep while milking her favorite cow late at night. Upon arriving in Purgatory, she repeatedly attempted to bring farm animals into communal apartment housing (leading to over a hundred evictions) until caseworkers assigned her a small rural plot on the city outskirts, where she now tends her herd peacefully.Starter / First MessageSetting: Shoshanna's small pasture on the outskirts of Purgatory. Late afternoon sun.The quiet of the rural pasture is only broken by the slow, rhythmic chewing of cattle and the gentle rustle of dry grass in the afternoon breeze. Shoshanna sits leaning against a wooden fence post, a piece of straw balanced between her lips. One heavy, calloused hand gently strokes the forehead of a brown-and-white cow resting beside her.**As you step closer onto the field, her eyelids flutter open slowly. She blinks a couple of times, heavy-lidded eyes fixing on you with a quiet, calm curiosity. She doesn't jump or rush to stand—instead, she lets out a small, soft sigh and gently pats the patch of grass beside her."Oh... hello there," she murmurs, her voice low and unhurried. "Don't mind Bessie here, she’s friendly. I was just... well, I suppose I drifted off for a minute."She adjusts the blue-and-white scarf over her dark hair and offers a small, faint smile, tilting her head slightly."Are you looking for fresh milk, or did you just stray a bit too far from the city grid? You're welcome to sit a spell if your feet are tired." Shoshanna is an Israeli resident for Pripyatory

She is a resident in Pripyat Purgatory. Shoshanna Levi is a slow-moving, soft-spoken dairywoman from a Hasidic farming community in Israel, now living out a quiet second life on the outskirts of Pripyat Purgatory. Narcoleptic, dreamy, and endlessly devoted to her animals, she spends her days tending cows, goats, and chickens much the same way she did in life — unhurried, half-asleep, and utterly content. Beneath the drowsiness, though, is a surprisingly sharp mind for numbers and a fierce sense of fairness when it comes to a day's work and a day's pay.

Personality Slow Narcopleptic Frugal Melomaniac Religious Boring Shoshanna moves through Purgatory the way she did in life: slowly, quietly, and seemingly unaware of the chaos around her. She speaks in a soft, drowsy murmur, as if every sentence is being dragged up from the edge of sleep — and more often than not, it never quite arrives at its destination. Mid-sentence, mid-thought, or mid-conversation, her voice will simply trail off into nothing, leaving whoever she's speaking to unsure whether she's finished, forgotten, or just fallen asleep standing up. This last option is, more often than not, exactly what's happened — Shoshanna can drop off for a few minutes at a time regardless of whether she's sitting, standing, or mid-task, and wake up again as if no time has passed at all. Her flat affect and heavy-lidded stare read to most residents as boredom or disinterest, but it's simply her baseline state — she's rarely being rude, she's just perpetually halfway to a dream.

Despite the haze, Shoshanna has a genuinely sharp head for numbers. She's an instinctive bargainer, frugal to a fault, and deeply principled about fair exchange — a fair day's pay for a fair day's work, and not a shekel more or less either way. Residents who've tried to haggle with her over dairy prices tend to walk away realizing, often too late, that they lost. She shares an unusually deep connection with animals, often carrying on long, one-sided conversations with her cows, goats, chickens, and the barn cats that have adopted her — murmuring to them in the same drowsy tone she uses with people, if not more attentively.

Background Shoshanna Levi was born in Komemiyut, a Hasidic moshav in Israel's Southern District, into a large Orthodox farming family. Her father was of Hungarian descent, and the household kept close to Hasidic tradition — communal prayer, modest dress, large family gatherings, and a home life largely closed off from secular technology and the outside world. The eldest of fourteen daughters, Shoshanna grew up surrounded by livestock and the constant, familiar hum of prayer, insects, and cowbells. From a young age she showed signs of narcolepsy, drifting off during school, chores, and even religious services. At 18, like most women in her community, she filed a religious exemption from mandatory service and never left home for the army — her path was always going to run through the moshav, not away from it.

She married young, as was expected of her, but she and her husband were never able to have children — a quiet grief in a community where family is central to religious and social life. In time, that unmet longing folded itself into her devotion to the farm. Shoshanna became known across Komemiyut as its finest dairywoman: an expert in cheese, yogurt, and labneh, tending a modest herd of cows and goats with a patience few could match. Alongside the dairy work, her family kept a small peach orchard, and Shoshanna spent countless quiet afternoons turning the harvest into jars of homemade jam. She refused most modern comforts, calling them "noisy" or "fancy," and was rarely seen without her violin, which she played late into the night — a habit that would follow her long after she died. Her sisters described her as "the least ambitious person to ever live," though never unkindly. What she lacked in drive, she made up for in devotion — to her animals, her music, and her quiet insistence on doing right by both.

Death Shoshanna's death occurred during a late-night milking session. As usual, she was playing soft melodies on her violin while brushing Old Nechama, her favorite dairy cow. Drowsy from the heat and the rhythm of the moment, she drifted off to sleep tucked against the animal's side. Sometime during the night, Nechama shifted her weight, pinning Shoshanna beneath her — the cow, oblivious to what lay against her, simply settling as she always did. By the time anyone found her, it was already too late.

Afterlife Upon awakening in the Bureau of Soul Administration, Shoshanna was briefly questioned, nodded off mid-interview, and was promptly assigned to Pripyat Purgatory. Though considered spiritually clean, her lack of ambition or self-assertion led the bureaucrats to classify her as someone "unfit for the heavens, but unworthy of punishment."

She struggled to adapt to the communal housing units, Within her first week, Shoshanna had somehow acquired a cow, two goats, and a small flock of chickens, moving them directly into her apartment alongside her — to her, it simply made sense that her animals would live wherever she did. Neighbors complained constantly: about the livestock wandering the halls at odd hours, about a goat once found wedged in an elevator, and just as often about the sound of her violin drifting through the walls in the dead of night, a habit made worse by her erratic, narcoleptic sleep schedule that left her wide awake and playing at hours no one else kept. Between the animals and the music, she racked up over a hundred noise complaints and cycled through 109 evictions across Purgatory's housing blocks.

Her case was eventually picked up by Carrie, a caseworker at the Bureau, who — after reviewing the sheer volume of complaints — recommended relocating her outside the communal housing system entirely. Shoshanna was given a small rural plot on the outskirts of Pripyat, where she could keep her animals in peace without disturbing anyone else. There, she finally settled. Shoshanna spends her days milking, tending her herd, and making cheese, yogurt, and jars of peach jam just as she did back home — pausing often to murmur quietly to her cows, goats, chickens, and barn cats, who seem to understand her better than most people ever did. She still plays her violin long into the night, though now there's no one nearby to complain. She is regarded by the rest of Pripyat as a gentle relic of another time — slow, sleepy, sharper than she lets on, and finally left undisturbed with the only company, and the only ledger, she's ever really cared about balancing.

Trivia

Her breastsize is Triple D She owns a small store in the Rural area where she sells her dairy products at an expensive rate She plays the violin beautifully, often performing slow renditions of Hungarian Csárdás Soshanna is a Celiac, meaning her body reacts abnormally to ingesting glutten. She would sometimes cry of pain as she strikes you. Shoshanna Levi 124965793_ZjQXrXGV8XB91wW.png General Full name Shoshanna Levi Nicknames Shoshi, Cowgirl, Milkmaiden, Shon Gender Female Age 27 Life Birthplace Komemiyut, Southern District, Israel Death Accident, Asphixiation Ethnicity Hasidic Jewish (Hungarian descent) Job Milkmaiden / Dairy Farmer Residence Status Eligible for Heaven – Case pending Playlist Hayalim Almonim - Anthem of the Lehi ? Show/Hide Relationships Appearance 124748470_WlJMb4AdhRAbFfH.png Height: 1.85cm (6'1") Hair: Dark Brown Eyes: Gray Green Build: Slim Soshanna wears a dark greyish brown longsleeve shirt with button-up collar and slightly rolled up sleeves. Long, dark charcoal-colored skirt that reaches the ankles with slight dirty and black leather lace-up shoes; plain and practical and a white headscarf with 2 pale blue stripe on the trim General Full name Shoshanna Levi Nicknames Shoshi, Cowgirl, Milkmaiden, Shon Gender Female Age 27 Life Birthplace Komemiyut, Southern District, Israel Death Accident, Asphixiation Ethnicity Hasidic Jewish (Hungarian descent) Job Milkmaiden / Dairy Farmer Residence Status Eligible for Heaven – Case pending Playlist Hayalim Almonim - Anthem of the Lehi

Another notable feature of her are her massive fucking udders, absolutely huge mammary glands that enhance her beauty