have you seen ( daniel kim, he/him )? They look a lot like ( steven yeun ). The ( 42 ) year old ( cybersecurity analyst ) is so ( generous, polite, neighborly ) but I heard they can also be really ( distracted, disorganized, deceptive ). Can you believe they’ve been in town for ( all his life )?! They live in the ( the cove ) neighborhood and kind of remind me of ( computer parts stored haphazardly, too many missed calls and unanswered texts, tangled cables sticking out of half-open drawers, 64 bit video games). If I was asked, I’d guess that they were ( always late ) in their yearbook for the class of ( 2002 ).
Quick Stats
Name: Daniel Kim
Age: 42-years-old (born 10/20/1984)
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Pansexual
Neighborhood: The Cove
Time lived in Carroll: Most of his life (left town for college stuff, came back 10 years ago)
Occupation: Cybersecurity Analyst, Pentester. Works from home, travels often.
Very Brief Character Background
Daniel Kim, formerly Daniel Jeong, took his mother’s last name after his parents’ divorce when he was 7.
His parents cohabitated even after the divorce.
Grew up in and around Reynold’s Ranch, where his mom worked full-time and his dad was there for seasonal work and eventually not at all.
His father was an aspiring actor, catching his big break starring alongside Sloane Whitaker-Abernathy in a 90’s thriller.
Nothing much came of it. His star fizzled quickly and quietly, with Carroll none the wiser.
Daniel was a little menace growing up, always in trouble at school and always grounded.
That changed in his tween years, when his parents got a computer. He was still a miscreant, just online now so nobody noticed.
He left town for college when he was 18, got expelled for hacking the gradebook to fix his failing grades a year later.
Started a cybersecurity firm with his friends in his mid-20s with dubiously acquired funds.
Came back to Carroll when he was 32 now wealthy and successful!
Bought his parents a retirement home in Florida, now Daniel resides in the old family home in the Cove.
Extra
When asked, says he made his money in bitcoin. People assume investments, but really he was behind the Mt. Gox hack that crashed the bitcoin market in 2014.
His father, Ethan Jeong, got a few acting gigs under the pseudonym Ethan Park, but few people in town know that. He disappeared from public life a year after his breakout role in that 90's thriller, spotted around town rarely, mostly on his way to and from church.
Feeds the two stray cats that wander around his property and calls them Mario and Peach.
Will talk your ear off if you let him. The more comfortable he is with you, the chattier he gets. This man will not shut the fuck up.
Joined the book club at The Other Page but skips whole chapters of the book so he's always surprised when they meet to discuss the book! He's mostly there for the wine and the company and everyone knows it.
Gets noticably uncomfortable around law enforcement.
Big horror movie fan!
Connections
Family: Sonny Jeong (cousin, unknown), Joel Hawkins (half-brother, unknown)
On and off relationship: Orion Powell
The Reynolds: ?? idk he just kind of knows them cause he grew up there, lets plot.
Wanted Connections
Everything! Give me friends from school and from around town. Give me exes and enemies. Give me victims of the petty online crimes of his youth!!
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who: @touchofmxgic ft. Orion
where: the other page bookstore
If he had spent the past week trying to manufacture a chance encounter with Orion, well, that was nobody’s business but his own. He knew Orion’s work schedule, where they spent time after work, all the most likely places to find them. So a chance encounter would look… like it wasn’t by chance at all. Manufactured.
But Daniel missed him.
He bit the bullet, gave up on pretending he’d run into Orion by chance, and simply walked up to him. “Orion,” he said, nodding by way of greeting, holding an iced coffee, whipped cream and sprinkles and all out to them. A peace offering. “Find anything interesting?” he asked, glancing at the row of books before them.
open for anyone! (0/3)
location: Silver Bullet Pub
Darcy had kept themselves mostly at home, work was busy enough and the reception had taken more from them than they first assumed.
Tonight the professor found themselves at the pub with a mocktail, no drinking for a while, they had enough champagne for a lifetime and the prospect of another hangover was not something they wanted. Darcy heard steps coming closer, rolling their eyes." Can't you see that I'm wallowing." They just couldn't help it, complaining came naturally." What do you want?"
Daniel spotted Darcy at once, alone at the bar, like the vacuum of joy that they insisted on being.
Bless them.
Daniel approached and flopped onto the barstool next to them without hesitation. “I can see that, yes!” Daniel said about the wallowing. “Oh, nothing, just missed you and your sparkling personality.” He waved the bartender over, ordered himself one of whatever Darcy was having. “What’s going on with you, what’s got you in a mood this time?”
david thought the entire thing was ridiculous. he remembered mr. and mrs. kim from when he was growing up, of course. he remembered their two boys, too — the eldest only a couple of years younger than him, close enough in age that carroll had occasionally treated them like they ought to be friends by proximity alone. what david did not remember, because no sane person would, was a piece of tupperware mrs. kim had apparently borrowed from his mother nearly thirty years ago and never returned.
leena, naturally, remembered. which was how david found himself standing on the kim family’s front porch like an unwilling debt collector for vintage plasticware, one hand tucked into the pocket of his coat while the other knocked firmly against the door. when it opened, david adjusted his glasses, his expression as composed as ever despite the deep, private humiliation of the errand. “sorry to bother you,” he said, painfully polite. “do you have a minute?”
Daniel was sitting in the dining-room-turned-workstation, engrossed in his newest build, when the firm knock came at the door. The thought of ignoring it was brief, the paranoia immediate. No one ever showed up at his door unannounced. Daniel sat up from where he’d been hunched over the open computer and narrowed his eyes at the front door. Maybe he’d missed a text, but he didn’t think so? Daniel stood up, quiet, careful not to let the chair’s legs scratch against the wood floors as he pushed it back. He grabbed his phone on the way to the front door and confirmed there were no missed texts. Who the hell…?
Daniel stopped by the window, pushing the blinds aside with an index finger just enough to peer outside. “Oh.” The tension in his body melted away, the paranoia faded, leaving him feeling silly for worrying. It was just his neighbor. Daniel pocketed his phone and unlocked the front door, leaning out the open doorway. “Yeah?” At the request, Daniel blinked his eyes, opening the door the rest of the way. “Uh, sure. Do you want to come in?”
"The campaign is going surprisingly well." And it was, though there was amusingly little that she had to do with it. Between the new mayor having an affair with one of her strippers of his own accord, to the entire Reynolds family deciding now was the best time to implode, Sada had somehow found herself standing in a position of looking the best of the bunch. At least thus far. "Add planning a wedding now on top of it... I've been thinking of leaving all of that to Charles. It'd be interesting to see what sort of wedding he'd come up with."
Daniel nodded attentively, though half his attention was focused on the shared dessert on the table. “Are you bored or something? Why are you even running for president or whatever, don’t you have enough to do with the club and the girls and—” The wedding, which apparently, she was leaving in Charles’ hands. He pushed the caramel drizzle around on the plate, trying to gather enough of it on his spoon for the perfect bite. “The wedding. Congrats again on that, by the way, but seriously. That’s a lot of stuff. When do you relax?”
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"Oh, come on Wilbur. We never gunna finish these groceries at this rate." Some days Birch was pretty sure she'd be a background character of this town if it weren't for her sweet little pig, who was currently vying for attention for the person they'd come across while trying to replenish Matthews emptying cupboards.
Daniel was shopping for breakfast staples when the freshest bacon he’d even seen trotted its tiny little hooves his way. “Wilbur!” he greeted cheerily, setting his grocery basket down and dropping to a squat to scratch the little piglet’s head. “Don’t be mean to him, he just wanted to say hi.” Daniel looked up at her with a grin. “How’re you doing, Birch?”
Daniel sat at a table by himself with a breakfast of little muffins and a coffee that was more cream and sugar than caffeine. He set down his cup of coffee after a satisfying sip and popped an entire mini muffin into his mouth. Daniel was mid-chew when he spotted them. His eyes widened and he waved his hand frantically to get their attention. Swallowing his muffin, Daniel pointed and choked out the words. “Your shoe’s untied.”
Cody looked over at the front door and cursed under his breath. "That's not supposed to be unlocked." Who would have known how long the door was unlocked for. Surprisingly nothing was missing. Then eventually just shrugging like that was a normal thing at their house. "Sawyer works long hours at the car shop and he's been helping out his brother with his health." Daniel was definitely no kid but he enjoyed the company. "My question is...what are you doing here?...Not that I mind the company."
Daniel followed Cody’s gaze to the front door. “Well, it was,” he insisted, snuggling back up under the blanket. “I keep telling you you should do something about that lock.” Like get one that wasn’t so easy to pick. “Oh yeah, that storm was crazy. It came out of nowhere. Glad to hear Charles is on the mend though.” Daniel’s gaze drifted back to Cody at the question, eyes narrowing. “What do you mean?” Finally, he sat up. “Did you forget about movie night? I brought a nice bottle of wine and everything! Don’t tell me you’re cancelling.”
Did no one really notice anything suspicious? Some creepy guy who was watching your every move, or the girl who smiled too sweetly and whose good morning sounded like she was saying, I’m going to stab you in the neck ? Either Natalie had too much experience with people who had committed any crime, or her previous job had led her to see everyone as a potential murderer. Or both. It doesn't matter. Either way, a woman was murdered, her bones scattered under everyone's noses, and the only one who noticed was a dog who decided to feast on a forearm and hand bone, which could prove crucial to the case.
"Does anyone know a brown dog, mid-thigh height, who likes to take what doesn't belong to him?" she asked over the air, wanting to help in some way. Until the FBI asked her, Natalie was dormant, writing notes for her new book. But the truth was, the police and the feds would soon be knocking on her door, asking her to lead the investigation again.
It was embarrassingly easy to sneak past the front gate at Port Carroll. It almost felt like it was that way on purpose, like they were watching him, and would intervene if they thought he was up to something. But then what was the point of a security gate, Daniel wondered? Did these rich folk pay so much extra for the false sense of security the gate provided?
How embarrassing.
He didn’t really have a destination in mind—okay, yes he did, but he took his time getting there, walking down the streets of Port Carroll like he was a resident there, out for an afternoon stroll. Although he had yet to see another person outside in the entire time he’d been wandering the street.
That woman was the first person he had seen. The one asking about a dog. Daniel considered walking past without acknowledging her but, “I haven’t, no,” Daniel responded. If there was a lost dog, he had to help. “Is he yours? When was the last time you saw him?”
“…Didn’t know we turned this place into a homeless shelter after dark,” he muttered, looking briefly at his watch then back at them. It was clearly a joke and his home was open to his and Sawyer's friends as much as anyone else in town. It was more of him having a dad sort of sense of humor. Taking a sip from his beer. "We have the spare bedroom. You don't have to sleep on the couch."
Daniel peered up from where he’d made himself comfortable on the couch. “No? Then why was the front door unlocked?” He made no move to get up. In fact, he snuggled in more, pulling the blanket he’d grabbed off the back of a chair up to his chin. “Where’s your better half? You took so long coming home I actually almost fell asleep.”
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Bianca didn't care that other people weren't as excited that they were out here announcing their connection to the band. All that mattered was just how proud Bianca and Ivan were of their son and if that meant telling everyone then so be it. She just knew that when Banks was around she had to show she was proud, she always tried to show just how much she loved him. Even if it could be a bit embarrassing in the long run.
"Yeah catching him afterwards sounds like a good idea. That way he knows we're here." They always tried to be good parents to their children but especially when they had hobbies they could support like this. As soon as Ivan pulled out his phone, Bianca quickly leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek as he took the photo. "Sorry I couldn't resist it. You look so handsome tonight."
The corners of his eyes crinkled as his smile widened, feeling the press of Bianca’s lips to his cheek. He snapped the selfie at that moment, then turned his eyes on her. “Why are you sorry? I just got a kiss from the most beautiful woman in the room, what’s there to be sorry about?” Ivan pressed a kiss to her lips, chaste and quick, before looking back at the selfie on his phone. “See?” He tilted the screen her way so she could get a better look. Ivan looked goofy in it, but she was gorgeous. The stage was in the background, and you could barely make out Banks on the drums back there, but that was fine. Ivan knew he was there.
“And now he’ll know we’re definitely here,” he said, switching from the camera to his text messages. He searched for the family chat and attached the picture, waiting for the okay from Bianca before he hit send. Ivan was sure his kids had the chat on mute, but he pretended not to know that.
The season was changing, and that was always something Atlas enjoyed. The way the leaves changed colours, the coolness in the air, it always made him feel at home wherever he was. The difference this time was that he actually was home. It had been a long time since he'd been in Raven's Peak at this time of year, so he planned on making the most of it.
As he walked through Nightshade Park, he took in the feeling of it all. He wasn't sure how long he had been walking, but he decided it was time to sit down and just enjoy the scenery. Walking up to the nearest bench, he looked at the man who was already sitting there. "You mind if I join you?" He asked, motioning to the seat. "Great time of year, don't you think?"
Ivan was in no way enjoying the scenery, but he at least was outside and getting some sun. He had to remind himself to do things like that sometimes. His hobbies were all indoor kind of things, and with the kids all grown and out of the house, there was really nothing forcing him to go outside. Nothing except his health, of course, which was why he was sitting outside, phone in hand, watching as the bids kept coming in during the final hour of the auction.
Stupid eBay, Ivan grumbled to himself and drank from his coffee cup. It was supposed to be a dying platform, why were so many people on here bidding on this particular cabinet? Losers, he thought, and bid on it again.
“Oh!” He looked up, surprised when the other addressed him. “Not at all, go right ahead!” He scooched over on the bench to make extra room. “It is, isn’t it? The weather is perfect.” He drank another sip of coffee. “What brings you out here?”
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Location: Downtown street near Nouveau Table
Time: Late (after closing)
OPEN TO ALL
Helping wipe down the tables after the last customers left for the night, Caryn Moreau smothered a laugh at the thought of what her parents would think about her current situation. They’d have been horrified to find her working as a ‘servant’ in a public restaurant, even one so classy as the Nouveau. It would have been below her as the daughter of royal blood.
But working here gave her the chance to overhead many conversations – as she’d long ago found that people tended to ignore and overlook the ‘help’.
With a few final farewells to her coworkers, Caryn slipped out the front door and began strolling down the street towards home. The atmosphere of this town had a weight to it, a different feel to the air, and she could feel her instincts poking her to keep her attention focused on her surroundings. She missed the easy feel of New Orleans and the lovely slow pace of speech and life, but if Lincoln wanted to be here for now, then here she would be.
The sound of footsteps behind her drew a hint of a smile to her lips as she continued to stroll along. “And do you plan to continue following me?” she asked, a sweet tone in her voice. “Or did you want to say hello?”
Ivan had meant to stay an hour, maybe two after closing, but as was usual of him when he was absorbed in his projects, he had lost track of time. Now it was late, and Bianca would be worried. Or upset! Ivan hated the thought.
He hurried down the street, shooting his wife a quick text explaining his whereabouts. Times like this made him wonder if he really should move his workshop from the backroom of Asteroid Arcade to the basement of their home, as inconvenient as it may be. They would have to move a lot of boxes around, maybe get rid of some things, and transporting the cabinets to and from the arcade would be a pain, but at least his wife wouldn’t have to worry about it.
It was something to think about, anyway. Ivan shared his location and pocketed his phone, coming to an abrupt halt when the young lady spoke to him. “What?” He glanced behind him, but there was no one else around. “I’m not following you. I’m trying to get home.”
Luca still wasn't sure what had brought him here. Sure, he wanted answers, but who was to say he would find them here? Sure he had a hunch but he had been wrong before. Even then having to leave his family behind left a dull ache in his body. While he was used to being independent maybe he could find a new 'family'. here.
Or not, either way it doesn't hurt to try right?
He stood behind the counter of Cup O' Joy as he prepared for the day ahead of him. He always enjoyed coffee in his human life, not that he really needed it these days he found some joy in preparing the drink. He still avoided going by the police station, reminders of the life he left behind, the life he never got to have.
Luca glanced up as the door opened smiling as he cleaned a coffee cup, "Hi, how can I help you?"
Ivan gave an internal wince as he looked over the items on his list again. It was a large order, but that’s how it was when you were ordering for a whole bunch of people. The barista would be displeased, and Ivan couldn’t help but feel a little bit guilty about that. Still, it wasn’t his fault that he couldn’t order ahead, was it? Ivan groaned quietly, the guilt resurfacing as he realize he would be holding up the line too…
Oh well! There was nothing to be done about it. The people needed their treats.
A sheepish look came upon his face as he walked into the establishment. Whose day was he about to ruin, he wondered? A voice he didn’t recognize greeted him, Ivan blinking as he looked over at him. Someone new? What a terrible first impression he was about to make.
“Hi!” Ivan greeted, approaching the counter. “Oh god, okay, I’ve got a list here…” He started reading off the list. There were two cappuccinos and two lattes, one of each with caramel syrup. There was an iced something-something with whipped cream, and a plain black coffee. All medium. “I also need six slices of the pumpkin loaf.” Ivan looked at him with an embarrassed smile. “I’m sorry, I know it’s a lot.”
