basic information
 

birth name: joshua hong
nicknames: josh, joshie, shua
pronouns: he/him or they/them
d.o.b & age: december 30th & twenty-six
astrological sign: capricorn
faith: roman catholic

species: human/mortal
affliation: hero "python" (previous), villain "zeus" (current)
occupation: ceo & electronics engineer in hong technology

his origins

current location: brooklyn, new york city
hometown: los angeles, california, united states
nationality: korean-american

ETHNICITY: korean
languages spoken: english (fluent), korean (fluent), mandarin (semi-fluent), spanish (semi-fluent)

personal info

romantic orientation: demiromantic
ual orientation: demiual
love language: physical touch & gift giving
relationship status: confidential

bomb in brooklyn airport ; no lives lost
passengers safely evacuated by pixel; bomb diffused.

eyes squinted on the paper before him, joshua took his time to reread each word etched across the paper from the corners of his pink lips, whispering them as if they were some sort of incantation to a spell. a man with blonde hair, almost similar to joshua's features, took the empty seat beside him. he blew onto the mug's surface before taking a sip of the warm brew of coffee, peeking over the man's shoulder.

"we did great out there. you know?"

the word "we" didn't struck the man's optimism, but instead he took a firm grip of the newspaper, staring back at his brother with slight smile on his face. if only he knew. "yeah, i hope we save more people in the near future. it's nice to have you with me as your partn-." it was as if he expected the arrival, the doors to their living room burst open, revealing one man and a woman dressed in grey matching business attire. joshua kept his mouth shut.

"did you all see how jisoo did? excuse me, pixel. our star son through the battle field."

"please father, i'm not the only one who did all the work- python and his skills were also immacul-."

the energy they brought made joshua draw in his breathe, retreating towards the balcony of the house they shared as a family he thinks he belonged in. until today from each creation they've done as twins, joshua hoped that at least once, he could finally achieve the credit he's done as a hero from his parents and the city he called his home. just like jisoo, he has a strong desire to step into the light and become the beacon of their city. but why does everyone neglect him as if he was a dark figure behind his brother's back? what do they want him to do for them to view him as an equal?

"i see that you're lost, caught up with the bustling air of the world around us."

his head snapped up, body turning to meet his mother walking slowly beside him in greeting from the trance he was in. white lines peeked through her dark hair from age making him remember every remarkable comment whenever he passed by guests of his parents business. "your son looks exactly like you!", "i look forward to the bright future of these twins and their innovative ideas in the business." between him and his sibling, joshua presented as the carbon copy of his mother while jisoo took up the rich golden hair of their father. joshua could never leave his mother's side without emitting a squeak from their compliments. it made him feel bashful, yet determined by wherever his path would take him.

a deep sigh left his lips, mouth open, ready to vent out the pain that pierced his heart every time he was being thrown out like rubbish to the trash bin.

"jisoo can make it through the headlines. how about you? have you been doing your part as a hero in this city or slacking through the job?"

the sheer cold laced through each word from his mother had stabbed him. he expected too much from a person he considered as the bonfire in his home, their dazzling sparks have been dashed with a pitcher of water that made him wake up in the reality he lived in.

"your father and i decided that jisoo will take the mantle as ceo of hong technologies. don't be late for friday's dinner celebration."

the click from her heels disappeared behind him, leaving joshua in a moment of silence with the moon as his only companion throughout the pitch black night.

trigger warning: death, murder, drowning

"where's joshua?"

jisoo could admit that even if he was an extremely busy man who had his life revolving around the clock, he'll never forget the thought of his brother, absent at the time where he needs him. he would often list a few items that he wanted to do with his other half. they were more relaxing activities that didn't amount to building new appliances that could aid them in future missions. but rather, he wants to enjoy a movie with him or play video games until the dead of night.

unfortunately, none of them strike the other's interest for he was always caught up with something in their shared laboratory, tinkering away with a new project that he kept as a surprise from him until the day of his start as a ceo.

"i knew that man would be late. i told him to come, but now he left you here. not to worry, me and your father are with you."

a stern, yet feminine voice came from behind him, turning to see his mother in a shimmering dark blue dress fit for the occasion.

"just give him some time. he'll show up soon, maybe he's-."

a gentle, but urgent tap met his shoulder, turning his full body to meet one of the assistants in the company. "excuse me sir, ma'am. but we have a guest who can't seem to walk away from tonight's event. he claimed to be one of your closests friends, mr. hong jisoo. i asked for his name and to remove the helmet he had on to see who he was, but he refused. i'd like to hear a confirmation from you if that's alright?" jisoo is known to be the socialite between him and his brother. he knew he invited everyone to the party, but who could be this person to show up late?

quietly excusing himself from his mother, jisoo took the elevator down to inspect the scene and upon his arrival there lie two of the guards from the front doors. a pool of red surrounded each of their bodies, one of them gaining five bullet holes that impaled their chest and head. jisoo took the initiative to call his brother for help, walking cautiously to where the figure stood in still motion before turning it's head to his direction.

"jisoo, i've been expecting you."

the man zoomed past his assistant and moved straight to picking up jisoo by the neck, blocking the air that came into his lungs before shattering the glass walls of the lobby, taking him to sea.

"j-josh-... where... is...."

voice raspy, he uttered out the name of his brother in desperation while his hands clawed about the man's metallic suit, kicking about in hopes to break free. for a moment, the man faltered in his pursuit, as if hearing the name caused a little trigger at the back of his head. using the chance he got, jisoo motioned his hand forward, nanotech engulfing his skin, slowly morphing into a glove. light blue hues emerged on the palm of it's surface, blasting the man on the chest that made him let go. he was completely weak and the pain only doubled after watching the man zoom for him just to plunge jisoo into the depths of the sea, straining his air way once more until the man disappeared out of his line of sight.

the man whispered quietly, "goodbye, brother..."

pixel, our hero, now lost.
joshua hong, appointed as ceo of hong technology.

height: 5'10" (178 cm.)
eye color: dark brown
hair color: jet black
physique: muscular
scent: vanilla

jewelry: carries a custom made watch used for exercise and calls. he designed this himself for his everyday use when living the life of a civilian among many others.

casual attire: shirts and jeans that are dark in color with less prints on them. he isn't a fan of loud designs that has the ability to stand out in front of the crowd.

fancy attire: joshua has a preference for dark blue, black and white colored suits with two buttons down. neck tie's make him restrained and choked out of air so, he often leaves it hanging around underneath his dress shirt collar.

villain attire: visual 1. visual 2. visual 3. — art by sidimention.

"who?"

alias name: hua/huamin or character name
writing style: 3rd pov. literate. multi-para.
writing triggers: n/a
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