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Solomeya Katarina Goth

"I specialize in the photography of human indecency."

0 · 502 views · located in Metro City

a character in “EIDOLON: The Choosing”, as played by >Marionette<

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SOLOMEYAGOTH...............................P.I.
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"Perhaps the most famous is Newton’s third law: when one body exerts a force on a second body, the second body simultaneously exerts a force equal in magnitude and opposite in direction to that of the first body. Or, put simply, for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction."

...ImageAge.......32......................D.O.B.........October 25, 1985
Origin.... Metro City, United States...............Sexuality....Fluid

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        M I R R O R
        5' 9" | Green | Redhead


        Like all beautiful women, Solomeya draws the eye, especially with her bright red hair. Admittedly such a hair colour isn't ideal for her line of work, as the idea is to remain faceless while you stalk your prey from afar; but some genius invented hoodies thankfully. Besides, she liked her red hair, her mother's hair was the same. Still, if she's going to insist on keeping her hair she must do other things to make herself just another face in the crowd. This is easily achieved by dressing boringly and by association, comfortably. The t-shirt, jeans, and boots look is what you're most likely to see her in, made complete with a denim or leather jacket and hood when it gets chilly. This and no or very minimal makeup make her pretty easy to pass over as just some lady. Eyeliner seems to be a regular favorite when it comes to cosmetics however, her green eyes often have a smudged black ring around them which may or may not be days old, as she has a tendency to forget about or completely ignore presentability (and hygiene) or in general what day it so happens to be, those have such a tendency to slur together how is one supposed to keep track? She showers, honestly she does, but she isn't exactly pristine about it. She has nice plump lips, but rarely paints them any sort of colour. They're often smiling at something amusing. Her red hair goes past her shoulders and if left unstyled possesses a messy wave to it that she usually leaves down and parted in the middle. Her body is slim and feminine, and although she keeps an irregular yoga routine, her fitness is more or less kept by her pedestrian lifestyle. She’s hates cars and will walk wherever she can, at an ungraceful, quick and purposeful.

        Depending on where she needs to go her clothing can range from her personal casual to business formal, more of a means to an end than a special statement, things that a white lady in New York city would be expected to wear. Though careless with her appearance on a normal day Solomeya is not stupid and knows appearances matter in certain cases, she cleans up nicely for court appearances and such, it’s just always been more of a means to an end rather than a desire to look good, which results in variable efforts towards her appearance.




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        P E R S O N A
        Philosophical | Solitary | Level-headed | Manipulative

        Human interaction is not nearly as hard for her now as it was in her younger years, though it still takes an effort and has the ability to exhaust her if it is prolonged enough. She likes the idea of human interaction more than the real thing. This is not to be confused with a dislike for humanity however, she doesn’t dislike humans at all. It’s more of the strange feeling of always being an outsider looking in, detached almost. She prefers to watch than to participate, and yet craves to engage. Resulting in a strange and ever conflicting orthodox. She is capable of close bonds however, and very strong empathy, she wouldn’t be very good at reading people if she weren’t, it’s just that bonds are few and far between for her, as she tends to form deeper ones than your average social butterfly. Meya cares, in general, about the welfare of humans and humanity, and is a steady and interested follower of human rights. To Solomeya conservatism makes little sense and is extremely limited, and though she wouldn’t like to label herself in political terms one could call her liberal. She more informed than most people about the details of feminism, gender, the sexuality spectrum and class system in the united states. Though not an activist herself she considers it her duty as a fellow human to know that other humans are different from one another, how they are different from one another, and that the fact that they are different from one another is perfectly ok. She has often thought that if more people were informed on these differences the world would be a better place, but then again there’s a lot more wrong with it than just that. Solomeya believes in treating people with respect and kindness until they do something to deserve otherwise. At this point it would be a good idea to add something badass to the effect of “It’s not a good idea to get on Meya’s bad side.” but in truth she is neither vengeful or spiteful, but understanding of human nature. Her temper would run cold before it ran hot, if you’ve treated her wrongly she’ll have nothing more to do with you, simple as that. You don’t have to fear retaliation from Meya, only disappointment and erasure. She used to be able to get angry, she’s not sure what changed.

        While as much of an agreeable and go with the flow as a person as she is, she can play the confident alpha dog too when the need arises. She doesn't have any self esteem issues or bashfulness holding her back. She widely considers something like that a dick move however and only throws her weight around when other methods just aren't working. Some people don't have a reasonable side and some people just deserve it. Her mouth in these instances has gotten her into trouble before but it can get her out of it just as easily.

        Solomeya is an independent person, beat of her own drum independent. She is unmoved by peer pressure to think a certain way, but find it is an advantage to not have your head up your ass and ignore others and the way they do things. You do you so long as you're not hurting anyone. Besides, you attract more bees with honey than with vinegar so to speak. You can learn things from people. And if there is one thing Meya loves above all else it’s learning. She is on the eternal search for truth, and it’s what keeps eyes wide open with wonder rather than shut with cynicism and arrogance. Most of what she has learned has been of the autodidactic pursuit than formal schooling, if she kept every book she bought she’d have nowhere to sleep, and so donates them frequently to different charities.

        Perhaps partial explanation of her lack of close bonds is due to her farces, she acts around people and lies, partially out of necessity of her job. She is aware of how to manipulate people and will do so without a second thought. Ironically she’s a person who values honesty, but seeing as how she never manipulates them in a harmful way she doesn’t struggle with the ethics. She also has quite a few “contacts”, specialists in certain fields that she has needed the expertise of occasionally.




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ADAPTABLE..Can adapt to the situation at hand pretty easily and
overcome obstacles with grace and poise. Isn't stumped very easily.


INTELLIGENT..Book-smart and street smart.

FOCUSED..When she gets her teeth into something she has a hard time letting go.



IRRESPONSIBLE..Not when it comes to things other people need, but
when it comes to things like her own bills and laundry and sleep schedule etc.


COMMITIPHOBE..She has no problems catching fish in the sea,
its committing to them that seems to be the issue.


LIAR..Easily spins tales, harmless enough in her profession,
not so great a thing with people you're supposed to trust though.





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        T H E . P A S T


        Katarina Goth was a Romani woman, and came from the Romani community situated in Metro City, marrying Benjamin had been a big scandal since he was not Romani. So much so that the community outright ousted her. She had a shop that sold various tarot card decks, sage and incense, she even told fortunes, much of which involved telling people what they wanted to hear in an entertaining way. Besides, very rarely did people actually want to hear what their future held, or so Katarina claimed. Her husband was eternally unconvinced of that sort of thing. She and her husband had a happy few years of their marriage and relationship, until he was promoted to a position in the bureau that involved facing some of the ugliest sides of humanity.

        Until Benjamin Goth, esteemed agent of the FBI violent crimes unit quit his job. He’d had enough. His wife was right, the job got under his skin in a way that made him lesser than who he was, made him unclean, like a stain of red wine on a white dress shirt. He’d decided to quit before those stains spread to the unborn child in Katarina’s belly as they had already spread to Katarina. But she was going to forgive him, he wanted this, a family, a happy family; even if it meant taking a less exciting job. Katarina forgave him for all the late nights and bad moods and drinking, all the shouting matches and silent dinners and inability to even speak about his day (how could he when his day was classified?). They were to have a clean slate.

        Although Benjamin had quit his job at the bureau he was not done being an investigator, he took up work in the private field. It could be a bit boring, some of the cases were routine backgrounds and research, but he was also hired for fraud and missing persons cases. A few times his old workplace even contacted him and contracted him with some work. Benjamin was an investigator through and through, and although he enjoyed figuring out a new field of working as an investigator, and it certainly had its freedoms, he could not help but be bored. Who wanted to check backgrounds when you’d had the thrill of chasing serial killers? He worked around his boredom by taking up a pupil, his daughter Solomeya.

        Benjamin and Katarina had both decided to home school their child until high school, they didn’t have the funds or connections to send her to a good private school. And so Meya would learn her school subjects in her mother’s shop until it was time to go home, where her father would put her through mental exercises he’d thought up, disguised as a game. As Meya got older the difficulty of these exercises would go up, Meya was clever to be sure, but sometimes her father overestimated what a child could do, leaving her distraught whenever she failed. Failure was one of the hardest lessons she ever learned. Another hard lesson for her was people. High School was hellish for Solomeya, her parents wanted her to have social skills but they did not come to her easily. Her parents knew it would not, as she was unsociable with anyone in her age group to begin with since she was little. In high school she was not unattractive enough to disappear as a wallflower and not tactful enough to keep her mouth shut when someone said something factually incorrect or told a lie that she saw through, teachers included. She fumbled around her first year, struggling and outright hated by many, but by her second she had a game plan. In true Solomeya fashion she had done her research, there was nothing she could not do through research and careful planning. She began to tailor conversations and payed better attention to her appearance. It took a great amount of sheer will to keep her mouth shut and listen but she succeeded in this, the conundrum of people began to take form. No longer were they irrational or illogical to her, people were as subject to cause and effect as anything else. With enough patience you could figure out anyone’s pattern of behavior and predict a course of action even. Meya even made a few close friends, while acquaintances were a dime a dozen friends were people you were loyal to, and unfortunately they weren’t always loyal back. That particular lesson was a cruel one indeed, but necessary to learn none the less.

        High school was also a sexual awakening for Meya, when she was younger she hadn’t any idea that there were people in the world who were not capable of being attracted to any given gender, let alone that those people greatly outnumbered the ones who were. As a result, Meya ended up handing in her V card with a boy, and was subsequently not able to try sex with girls until she was older. Sex was amazing once you got past the fumbling stage and knew what you were doing. Most boys did not in fact know what they were doing and assumed shoving their thing in and out till they themselves were pleasured was good enough. So after some research and proper sexual education Meya got into the habit of taking control in that area. Luckily the pool to choose from in college was much bigger, of more variety, and better skilled.

        When Meya turned 19 her mother became pregnant once more, a surprise but not an unwelcome one, as she had decided to keep the baby. Cassandra was born and ended up being the light of Meya’s life, her mother was more than willing to allow her to watch over the child often. Solomeya was in her college days studying computer science and enjoying her youth. She even had a someone she was dating steadily. It was happy, too happy, life wasn’t like that for long. Life followed a pattern just like everything else did.Where there is happiness sorrow is close behind.

        Katarina and Cassandra Goth lost their lives in a car crash, Solomeya disliked those deathtraps to begin with but now she loathed them. They were headed to meet her at a cafe she later learned. Her father was beside himself and broken by the event, Meya nearly so, but guilt held her together. This was her fault, at least in part, and she had to do her best to make up for it in some way. She arranged the funerals, took care of the house, took care of her father and took care of shutting down her mother’s shop. At this point she pushed her romantic suitor away too, another punishment for herself.

        Meya took up to working with her father once more, as around high school age she had predictably pulled away from him, to be consumed with the social nuances of school life. But she was done with that, and home felt empty, so she fell into helping him solve cases and do background checks. As he began to drift away she took up the bulk of his work, Goth Private Eye was no longer run by Benjamin, but by his daughter, and word got around that she was good at what she did.

        At first Solomeya just thought Benjamin was suffering depression and PTSD but eventually it became clear that he was suffering from alzheimer's disease, for which he needed round the clock care. She had to let go of her mother’s shop, which she had never stopped paying monthly rent for.




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                  ( OOC )

                  FACE CLAIM: Blossom Stevens
                  HEX CODE: #F5CE00
                  PORTRAYED BY: >marionette<
                  CS CREATED BY: Epimetheus

                  DISCLAIMER: This sheet uses
                  code written by Epimetheus, with
                  portions of her work inspired by
                  Verix. All credit goes to them.
                  _( ASSOCIATED )
                  ..words and phrases

                  Les Passants - ZAZ and Six Feet Down - Tuba Skinny are her
                  theme songs essentially. I like to think she was a mime who
                  lived in Paris or New Orleans in her past life. Why have a meme
                  when you can have a Solomeme. She's got a boring clothing style
                  but a killer taste in underwear interestingly enough. Dune is
                  her favorite book series. She would probably make a better
                  Dionysus than Dionysus. Look she has a baton and pepper spray
                  that she always forgets to carry on her person and she's taken
                  some very serious self defense classes because of her profession
                  but despite all that she refuses to ever touch a gun - For political
                  reasons.
                  _( MISC )

                  She might be an actual philosopher reborn,
                  too bad that sort of job isn't paying. A common outfit for Solomeya.
                  Solomeya has been in polyamorous relationships before, but has
                  concluded that they're not for her after all. In high school kids who
                  wanted to be cruel called her salami. She can pick locks its very useful
                  for like snooping and shit. She has a masters in computer science too.
                  Solomeya is a serial hobbyist and can't commit in relationships too woops.
                  She's a bold hussy when she wants to be hide your girlfriends and husbands.
                  Her favorite music is 80's-90's americana. She still has her band posters
                  on her walls.

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So begins...

Solomeya Katarina Goth's Story