@sunowns : a role play blog for " sunwoo park ". centered around the beginnings and present ordinary story of a haetsal (a literal ray of the sun aka a sun prince and a sun-child of the korean sun god) turned human, after exchanging his immortality to save a human friend's soul from being stolen by the king of hell. as human he has become a digital robin hood under the name HELI0S. exposing corruption in society by hacking, leaking and removing redacted censorship on files for the public to see and use to arrest individuals. // made in 2019, revamped 2026. created and written by freddie
rules below & muse info.
this blog posts adult (18+) content
this blog does not use gifs or icons in threads
previously @solsought
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basic rules.
no god-modding, no deciding how my character thinks/what they believe/their past without discussing with me, common rp decency, no force ship, no forcing replies, no drama and no discrimination. full rules from leadersaja apply here too.
disclaimer.
i have no affiliation whatsoever to my face claim. the actions of my muse sunwoo park does not reflect the actions of choi soobin and reverse. though i may take inspiration from my muse's face claim for things like clothing style, behaviour and dynamics, etc. choi soobin and sunwoo park are not the same person. i'm strictly against krp/rprp.
weakness.
after becoming human, haetsal / sunwoo park is as much in danger of being harmed by human means or contracting sickness as any ordinary human.
sunwoo's original blog from 2019. cw: mentions of hospitalization.
“Would you believe me if i said wrong place, wrong time?”
Sokol sucks on his teeth, heavily annoyed and wanting nothing more than to just go back to his cot and sleep, having only awoken in the middle of the night to take a piss. Instead, he’s back-seating some hacker shit unfolding itself in real time.
Considering the safe house’s security was pretty much spaghetti-thin, something like this was honestly bound to happen eventually. It’s a hilarious irony, considering the place belonged to a house completely full of thieves.
Any other time, and Sokol probably would’ve laughed at the sheer absurdity of it. It's not unlike that scene of that kids chef movie he'd watched, where the little rat was caught cooking-- except this rat didn't even have the decency to look panicked.
The sharp, metallic click of the safety comes off as he prods the muzzle of his gun, still warm from the press of his skin, right into the hacker’s nape.
“What are you doing?” It’s severe, hushed, though it lacked any real bite to it. As though he’d just caught Jimmy downloading some kind of highly questionable content.
It had been easy breaking into their system, like cracking the code of a puzzle on the back of a cereal box. Though, Sunwoo wasn't just any hacker and few security systems stood any chance. His hacker alias was renowned and famous online for exposing different crimes.
Usually he'd hack from afar, never showing his face, so the name could remain anonymous. But sometimes Sunwoo went out into the field, breaking systems not as his hacktivist person but as himself. Boredom... or maybe he was pretending to be some kind of investigator. Either way, he'd always been far too good at attracting trouble.
Lost in his work with the code means he doesn't hear the guy sneak up on him. Only when he hears the click, though it's too late to react before he feels the warm metal against the back of his neck. Sunwoo freezes. The thin cursor blinks at the end of the line of code, as the work on the screen is neglected.
He knows thugs, gangsters and thieves and their temperament. The ones that threaten his bonus family if he doesn't keep helping them obtain illegal goods and intel. This guy? He has no idea who he is and how short of a fuse he might have.
"... Studying the make of your security system?," he says as a bad lie, but carefully. He thinks it's probably obvious to the guy with the gun what he's doing and telling him that he's hacking feels a tad condescending. Though few thugs know a thing about computers.
".........I'm gonna laugh when you break that thing." he wasn't going to help, obviously, even though he probably could - a well-aimed aero spell could be better than any compressed air can.
Eyes shot up to give him a glare, before banging the keyboard again a couple of times. "I know what I'm doing. I'm a PC whisperer, and this is in fact the most effective and proven way to fix a keyboard." He looked pleased with himself when a small smirk appeared on his face as he looked down at his work. He had made all of that up.
his eyes blink a little wide as the chair is offered. looking down, jay's lips quirk into a smirk, and wordlessly he takes a seat. ❛ what're you playing? ❜ he asks, skipping the pleasantries.
